Yes, it is a bit slow, but as long as I can gain access to this site, i just go with the flow. How does one receive emails from here if you can't get onto the email list??

Toni

It is kind of slow--I'm not sure if it's coming from my end, either, but evidently I'm not the only one with this experience. Maybe it's because it's a pretty new site--I don't know.

Toni

You can't edit either. We should all be careful what we put on the Internet anyway. I have pretty high speed Internet, so I guess that's why I'm doing ok. With the upgrade came the new speed.... for better or worse.

Hmmm what did you fly, Musher? Pilot? or ground pounder? My dad worked on the air field at Ton-senute (don't think that's the spelling, it's phonetic). Thankfully my brothers were on nice safe warm ships off the coast somewhere... I did my time turning wrenches on USN jets too.

Yeah, it's a "high speed" thang.... some folks will have to upgrade to interact on here. Seems a shame they couldn't do something simpler. It cuts out a lot of people.

I spotted the edit tab.... it is as you say it is. I guess it's ok.... just makes one more careful about posting. Which is good.

Ah, in Navy terminology you would have been an Aviation Boatswain's Mate. That IS pretty good time to turn around a big cargo plane. I can't remember the number designation on the planes we flew to and from Diego Garcia, but they were quite sizable. When we went home, they stuffed what was left of the ground squadron (those who couldn't wangle rides on the P3Cs themselves, what we flew out of Dodge) we were fit into the seats they put in the upper part of the tube. The bottom is where they stuffed things like tanks, small helos and our gear if that was being shipped too. What a treat pack out always was.

Used to be there was a regular run in the Pacific out of California (Travis AFB?), up through Adak or Juneau, thence around the Aleutians to Japan (Yokosuka or Okinawa, Kadena?) then down through Singapore, Angeles City (PI) and on into Diego Garcia. Then the crew would rest for a day (they'd be lolling about in the sunlight getting tans) and then they loaded up the mail and stuff going BACK and did it all in reverse. Man we watched for that plane coming in... fond memories of sitting on top of a plane, turning a wrench, and seeing that plane coming in for a landing. MAIL CALL!!!!!!!!!

Those days were interesting, but for the young. I'd kill myself if I tried to crawl up on a plane and fix it today. Shudder.

In space, no one can hear you swear..... it's between you and the Almighty.

Get some sleep, we'll all know in a bit.