As my former boss in Vietnam said to me a few months ago, “I think that I liked our jungle war better, the weather was almost always perfect.” (He can’t stand all that dust in the desert.)

Although I’ve flown in many different aircraft, I like the old HH53 helicopter I used to take from Okinawa to Kume Jima (and other surrounding Islands wherever we had radar stations). Flying
over water can be just as boring as flying over desert except for the only day I forgot my camera. We flew low circles over this giant blue whale that was truly the largest animal on the face of this
earth. He (or she) was just sunbathing on the surface and peering at this little metalic mosquito buzzing overhead. I’m sure the whale was at least 60 or 70 feet long and possibly 10 or 15 feet wide.

Meanwhile, because this writing brings back those memories, why don’t you try a tour over in the Pacific theatre? Bob Hope did! (But it was really Ann Margaret that I remember most…dirty old man!)

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