Interesting story.............

[Bob Wright]

Yesterday morning I stopped by my favorite BBQ place to get the meat for my cowboy beans. While there I met a man who was an Air Force/ Air National Guard colonel, retired. I commented that I had a friend at mychurch who was retired from the Tennessee Air National Guard, as a major general. As we talked, he told me this story:

He was the pilot, with a co-pilot and an instructor pilot, flying a C-97 out of some town in France, he didn't remember which town. As they were taking off, they lost an engine, and the instructor pilot immediately took over the co-pilot's seat and took control of the plane. They got airborne, then climbed up enough to circle and bring the plane back down safely.

The instructor pilot was my friend from church.

The man I met was also a former member of the Memphis Police Department, head of the vice squad, and former sheriff of Shelby County.


Bob Wright

 

[Colonel Daddy]

Small world, Mr. Bob!................ Mr? I'm within a few years of your age!! :lol:

 

[bogus bill]

Back in 1965 I was in a bar. Couple guys were talking flying and as I was a student pilot I joined in. This older guy turned to me and said, hey I don't have a car but if you drive me to the airport I will take you up, I have a plane. He was a drinker and I figured he was BS`ing and took him up on the offer. We went up the next day. He had just flown his Tri Pacer to California from back east and was looking for a job. Right after that he got a job at Lockheed, where I was a guard. He was about 20-25 years older than me and we became friends. One day he mentioned that he was the chief instructor at the airfield in Wauwatosa Wisconsin about 15 years prior. I happened to had my first airplane ride there when I was about eleven in that time frame and got to wondering. Right after that I went home on vacation and had my mother dig out a old picture she had taken of my sister and me standing in front of a Stinson with the pilot, Carl! Some years later I bought a Tri-Pacer like he had. Small world! Carl was old bachelor and I was single. We went on a few adventures together. I suppose he`s gone now as he would have to be in his high ninety's.

 

[blume357]

Not a war story... but last week my wife and I were in Yellowstone on a Road Scholar tour with 22 other folks... found out one of the ladies on the tour was the girl friend of on of my best friends while in grammar school.

When ever you meet someone... they know someone who knows someone you know.

 

[bogus bill]

Many years ago I was on a commercial flight from Chicago to Los Angeles. The guy in the seat next to me was a Merchant Marine flying from Parkersburg West Virginia to Los Angeles to pick up his ship. As I had worked in Parkersburg about a dozen years prior we got talking and found we both had dated the same girl! She was about the wildest woman I had ever been involved with. She had followed me to Wisconsin and put me in a spot and we had a falling out. The sailor and I got "lit up" on the flight together. I recall asking a pretty stewardess on the flight out for dinner when we got to Los Angeles. She said sure! Can I bring my husband?
Once in Texas back in 1963 I had a black guy working for me. He told me a good one. He had a girl friend who took him to see her aunt. He said while he was talking to her aunt she looked kind of familiar to him. Finally she recognized him as a nephew. She told her niece, "Child, yo caint marry Palmer! He be yo cousin! Then he told her they had to quit messing around as they would have some screwed up kids. Then he says to me, "Ya know, she didn't want to give that stuff up!" Another time he didn't show up to work for a number of days. When he finally did he said he was standing on a corner in downtown Houston and got arrested! He said, Man, ah got arrested fo something ah nevah heard of befo.. Did yo evah hear of "Google eyeing"?

 

[bogus bill]

The story I told about meeting that old pilot that gave me my first ride made me recall a funny story about him. He had came to the North Hollywood area where we met and was living with his brother until he got a job and established. The brother was something of the opposite of Carl. He was a rich guy that had ran the garage and kept all the vehicles running for one of the biggest movie studio`s. Carl was a likable guy but had a belligerent mouth when he drank which he liked to do too often. One day he showed up at my house looking more beat up than I ever seen before or since! He was really worked over and looked horrible! His story was he had came out of a bar in Burbank, must have bad mouthed some cops and they had worked him over and left laying there. Now if you think that stuff didn't ever happen goggle what happened to Jimmy Rodgers the popular singer back in the same time frame, (about 1966). Carl didn't want to go to his brothers house looking so grotesque and wanted to stay with me until the bruise`s healed. Okay. My little rental house was on a lot with another rental house on the same lot that looked the same. The guy in the other house was a stunt man for the movie studio`s and of course was in pretty good shape. Carl's brother showed up. I don't know how he tracked him down. Anyway it was a super hot day and Carl was sitting in the house with no shirt on and still was totally bruised up and looking a mess. After a short chat Carls brother told Carl, follow me out I got some mail for you in the car. Carl went out. Then I hear some hollering and Carl ran in the house with the neighbor stuntman trying to get to him, saying something like, "Ya SOB I am going to kill ya!" I got in between them. What had happened was Carl had his head down and was going through his mail and walked right into the wrong house. The neighbor was in the process of romancing his wife on the couch!
Carl was bruised from the waste up and looked like a monster! It panicked the couple, especially the neighbors wife. Sure was funny!