As much as I disagree with fliterman 90% of the time..he worked the flight deck on Yankee Station during a time of war in worse conditions than those on today’s flight deck couldn’t fathom. Not that they also wouldn’t adapt, too. I would add there ain’t much humidity in jet exhaust..The fumes, the weapons-dangerous weapons I’d add, LOX (OBOGS nowadays), no APUs, all added it up to something fliterman faced I respect is all.

Fliterman ain’t a troll SE, he’s our own Alan Combs..Personally it’s more entertaining for me reading your sniping at the “Immortal Mercenary Centurion” Casca…LOL.

b2

I look at that pic and – just as Lex said – I can feel and smell the heat again. And there’s that extra burst of steam & heat that comes as you step over the tracks of the cats, the slickness of the deck from the non-skid wearing away under as the cruise marches on, the smell of the JP5 mixed with jet exhaust…

It’s a crazy, miserable environment to work in – and by far one of the most memorable and exciting places to be in the world, and I’m forever greatful that I had the priveledge of being a part of it.

Brian

Ergo, this “resident troll” curmudgeon bows to them.

“I had to launch pteradactyls in only my loincloth in the Jurassic Age. Just never knew which way those birds would fly…”

Sheesh

(Right post — sorry ’bout that, all)