Beau Wann, Jr.
Sometimes I'm not sure what is a compliment and what isnt, having received so few of em...(not a fishing expedition) probably havent deserved many, but I do thank Kay for her compliment...and coming from one I hold in such high esteem, makes her compliment all the more special...
The name of that pilot that was ordered to take down flight93, without aid of weapons, is "Lucky" Penney...I read her story...quite a courageous and interesting woman...It would be good to have her on your side...she was more concerned with mission success than she was about dying...she and her commanding officer went looking for Flight 93, and he said he would try to ram the cockpit, and she said she would hit the tail...such courage..."run to the sound of the gunfire"...Thats about how most of us would react, I'm sure...I know my thoughts during trying times, was to "please dont let me mess up"...get the job done as I had been trained...nothing else mattered or came to mind..."failure was not an option" if I may quote a well turned phrase...
When flying with the Patrol Squadron, got to know lots of pilots and aircrew...I wanted to be an aircrewman so bad, and EARN the gold AC WINGS...but was there on tempduty for about a year...and they wouldnt let me change my rate to "airdale"...man, those guys were so jaunty in their flight jackets and some of them even had the WWI white silk scarf, and of course shoulder holsters with the 1911 issue colt 45...they even issued a jacket and colt 45 to me for duration...but, like the honest person I wanted to be, I turned them in at the end of my duty...
I wish I would have kept the jacket, they wouldnt have missed it...it only cost 44 dollars, but back in 65 66, that was a lot of money...and I think I only made about 90 or 125 dollars a month, plus "flight skins" or "combat pay" of 55 dollars a month...I heard that when they quit using that type jacket, THEY BURNED EM...GOD, WHAT SACRILEGE...but, I wore a 38 "little bitty"back in them good ol days...course now I'm a 46-48 rather large...so it wouldnt fit anyway...my Pea Coat is a 38, and just kills my soul not to be able to wear it...I can get one arm in, but thats it, and thats a struggle...I've tried to interest DW into wearing it, but 38 is a might too large for her, plus it seems like it weighs about a hundred pounds...if DW put it on, she would fall to the floor, and have to call for help to get up..."Ive fallen and cant get up...a Navy pea coat is holding me down"...
I remember when they issued that Pea Coat to me, it was huge and heavy...in fact it swallowed me up...I thought they had made a mistake in size...silly me, they never make mistakes...at least I had the good sense not to question them about it..."WANN, JUST KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT" was my motto...I Wore that Pea Coat on some real cold nights out on the flight line for Midwatch...midnight to 4 am and sometimes to 8 am...thems long hours for sure...Couldnt go into the guard shack where the heater was, it would put you to sleep almost instantly...and if you fell asleep on watch, they could and would shoot you...and rightly so I suppose...
Seems like everyone in the flying squadrons had a "handle", or nickname..."Ozzy" "Raven" "Batman"and my all time favorite, "Mad Dog"...could you just see all 125 pounds of me being called "mad dog"???? More like "Mad dumbass"...Generally they called you by your last name, or if you were from Texas, "Tex" which was ok...sometimes they just said "hey wann, two three, get your skinny carcass over here and fix this R390"...who was I to argue...at least they needed me...I'm glad they didnt know I wanted to be "mad dog", wouldnt a heard the last of that ribbin...
Also, the One Issue Flight Jacket USN, Mens , was made of Goat Skin, with the brown fur collar...had your squadron patch on one side of the front, and USN, and your name on the other...when I could wear it, I would sleep in it if I could..."hey wann, take that stupid jacket off, it aint a bed jacket you moron"...oh, how I loved that jacket...but, truth be told, it really wasnt all that warm up around 10 to 15 thousand feet flying at 300MPH plus in an unpressurized cabin...temperature drops 15 degrees for every 1000 feet you go up...I'm here to tell you, IT DOES...you'd think that the closer you got to the sun would be warmer, but not so...at night, my teeth chattered so bad, they told me not to use the intercom...if I wanted something, just forget it..."hhhhheeeeeeyyyyyyy Mmmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Lllllllllllllllloooooooyyyyyyydddddddd..." Wann get off the intercom. what, they didnt have winter in that Texas cow pasture you lived in????" Them guys was all heart...
I got to keep the Squadron Patch...yeaaaaaa...now I wear it with pride on my motorcycle vest...DW dug it out of an old cigar box years ago..."what is this" she said..."oh that, I forgot about that, where did you find it" says I..."tell me about it" she says, so I tell her about it, and she said to display it, so I did...glad I kept it, even though I didnt know where I had stored it...I'm surprised it was still around, with all the many times I have moved...and thrown stuff out...still have my uniform and Pea Coat in Dianes Cedar Chest, and a couple of dixie cup hats from them good ol days...head about the only thing not grow, so I can still wear the hats, but nothing else...is your head suppose to get bigger???? probably so, for all that did well in school and actually retained that knowledge...went in one ear out the other with me...surprised my head didnt implode...
Besides that good ol patch in the cigar box, lots of other stuff, like rocks and buttons and pins and sea shells and spent cartridges...I'm sure those rocks meant something at sometime, but for the life of me, cant remember why I kept em...must be my version of "moon rocks"...maybe, they fell out of my head...I'll bet I have a zillion wooden cigar boxes just crammed with stuff...got one with my Moms Husbands Marine buttons and US insignia and Major and Lt Col leaves...and "Marksmanship Badge" and CIB...oh, and crossed sabers insignia...wasnt that nice of him, to send those to me!!!! He is a good man, and good Marine...glad to call him "Dad"and or SIR, any day...carried a BAR when he wasnt flying an S2BC, torpedo fighter bomber...he is 92 now...still stands tall and straight like a marine...once a marine, always a marine...
Wish I had had the "right stuff" to have been an officer...most of those guys really had a lot on the ball...we have a retired navy Captain in our class...friends, they dont hand out "chickens" to just anyone, expecially in the Navy...When you make Captain, equal to full bull colonel in the other branches of service, you are just about master of any vessel up to and including Air Craft Carrier...and being a CO of a carrier, you really have to know your stuff...
But, we all had a job to do, and was where we were suppose to be, I suppose...I could send and receive morse code about 20 words a minute...no easy task when they sent block code, and not plain language...plain language was easy and you could take it faster, because you could anticipate what they were going to send by the first half of a sentence, mostly...the folks that amazed me, were the officers that took a "fix" on our position, using a sextant, and the sun and stars, and get it dead on...they still do it the old fashion way, but also use GPS...just to be sure, I suppose...but I wasnt special in knowing morse code, because the CO and some of the officers could take it too...
I was told that they phased out the "RADIOMAN" rate in the Navy...dont know what they are called now, probably communication techs...dont use morse code either...the equipment we used back then, would fill up several compartments...now, probably fit in the palm of your hand...
hmmmm...where did the time go...almost midnight...everyone is snoring but me...not sleepy, so gonna be a long night...
I found a study bible at the church library...it has references to other scripture in the margins that coincides with the scripture you are reading...can you imagine how much research and work that took to produce????? maybe I'll try to read it without falling asleep...learn how to use the references...I do know one thing, that Isaiah 7 8 and 9??? has reference to the "birth of Jesus" "prince of peace" "emanuel" and "young woman conceived by the holy spirit" ...the book of Isaiah was written 750 years before the birth of Christ...must be something to the Christian teachings...eh what???
Remember, "only you can prevent forest fires", so please do...
your frien and smokey bears frien...DOD
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