"George Shirley" > wrote in message
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>> I am sure you have some stories - care to share?
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> I've got a funny one: was crewing on an Navy R4Y, Convair 340 twin engine
> transport, was about early 1959. Flying between a NAS in Florida and
> Guantanomo Bay, Cuba with a full load of about 36 civilian dependents
> going to be with their loved ones. As you know the wings on aircraft flex
> a bit, on the R4Y's they flexed a bit more. One older woman (well, old to
> me, I was about eighteen or nineteen at the time)pointed out to me that
> the wing was moving up and down. Told her it wasn't anything to worry
> about but to keep an eye on it and let me know if it quit moving. I think
> she kept her eyes on that wing for the rest of the trip.
>
> We had a pilot (Navy called them plane commanders)who was a joker. One
> flight we had a full load of Marines we were taking somewhere they were
> needed. Pilot strolls down the aisle casually putting on a parachute. I
> had my hands full for a little bit. Military transport pilots are all
> crazy IMHO. But, Lordy, I did love to fly on those old propeller driven
> birds back then. Took us a couple of days to cross the continent back then
> and we often followed highways and railroad tracks.

Great Stories.


The best thing to do if you're sitting nest to a WHITE KNUCKLE flyer is wait
for the announcement and the magnificent Marketing speak " in the unlikely
event of a water landing" you look over to the person and say " Water
landing did you see any pontoons on this bird? We used to call that
DITCHING AT SEA! I wonder how long this thing can float?"

The go beck to reading something and wait for the person to rip out the arm
rest.


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Old Scoundrel

(AKA Dimitri)