The view from the cockpit!  What a lesson in coordination!  Four Hands, Four feet, and six eyes – all working as one!  WOW !!!

The old company, Bombardier Aerospace, makes these. They don’t “motor around” to fill the tanks—they touch down at approach

speed, open the fill scoops, add lots of power, and the tanks fill in seconds.

There’s one scene in the film where you can see the two tank level gauges rapidly go up. The other neat thing is watching the

magnitude of the flight control inputs, especially aileron, as they are manoeuvring down low—sometimes the pilot is literally going stop to stop.

Real flying!




Some of you may know all or most of this story and some will have no
idea what this woman was really all about.
The radio station America FM was doing one of its ‘Is Anyone Listening?’ bits this morning.
The first question was; ‘Ever have a celebrity come up with the ‘Do you know who I am?  routine?’
A woman called in and said that a few years ago, while visiting her cattle rancher uncle in Billings, MT. she had occasion
to go to dinner at a  restaurant that does not take reservations.
The wait was about 45 minutes.
Many local ranchers and their wives were waiting.
Ted Turner and his ex-wife Jane Fonda came in the restaurant and wanted a table.
The hostess informed them that they’d have to wait 45 minutes.
Jane Fonda asked the hostess, ‘Do you know who I am?’
The hostess answered, ‘Yes, but you’ll have to wait 45 minutes.’
Then Jane asked if the manager was in. When the manager came out,
he asked, ‘May I help you?’
‘Do you know who we are?’ both Ted and Jane asked.
‘Yes, but these folks have been waiting, and I can’t put you ahead of them.’
Then Ted asked to speak to the owner. The owner came out, and Jane
again asked, ‘Do you know who I am?’
The owner answered, ‘Yes, I do.  Do you know who I am?
I am the owner of this restaurant and I am a Vietnam Veteran.
Not only will you not get a table ahead of my friends and neighbours who
have been waiting here, but you also will not be eating in my restaurant tonight or any other night.  Good bye.’
To all who received this, this is a true story and the name of the steak house is:
                        Sir Scott’s Oasis Steakhouse
                        204 W. Main,
                        Manhattan, MT59741
                        (406) 284-6929
                                The History
                                Jane Fonda
                                THE “QUEEN” OF TRAITORS!
She has now been chosen to play Nancy Reagan in her life story.
I am sending this one out because so many do not know this truth…
and because she was on 3 times this week talking about her new book… And how good she feels in her 70’s…
she still does not know what she did wrong.. her book just may not make the best list if more people knew…
Barbara Walters said:   Thank you all. Many died in Vietnam for our freedoms.  I did not like Jane Fonda then and
I don’t like her now.
She can lead her present life the way she wants and perhaps SHE can forget the past, but we DO NOT have to stand by without comment and see her “honoured” as a “Woman of the Century.”
For those who served and/or died. . ..   NEVER FORGIVE A TRAITOR.
Now President Obama wants to honour her……!!!!
In Memory of LT. C.Thomsen Wieland who spent 100 days at the
Hanoi Hilton [Famous North Vietnam Prison]
This is for all the kids born in the 70’s and after who do not remember, and didn’t have to bear the burden that
our fathers, mothers and older brothers and sisters had to bear.
Jane Fonda is being honoured as one of the  ‘100 Women of the Century.’
Unfortunately, many have forgotten and still countless others have never known how Ms. Fonda betrayed
not only the idea of our country, but specific men who served and sacrificed during the Vietnam War.
The first part of this is from an F-4E pilot.
The pilot’s name is Jerry Driscoll, a River Rat.
In 1968, the former Commandant of the USAF Survival School was a POW in Ho Lo Prison the ‘Hanoi Hilton.’
Dragged from a stinking cesspit of a cell, cleaned, fed, and dressed in clean PJ’s, he was ordered to describe for a
visiting American ‘Peace Activist’ the ‘lenient and humane treatment’ he’d received.
He spat at Ms. Fonda, was clubbed, and was dragged away.
During the subsequent beating, he fell forward on to the camp Commandant ‘s feet, which sent that officer berserk.
In 1978, the Air Force Colonel still suffered from double vision (which permanently ended his flying career) from
the Commandant’s frenzied application of a wooden baton.
From 1963-65, Col. Larry Carrigan was in the 47FW/DO (F-4E’s).
He spent 6 years in the ‘Hanoi Hilton’…the first three of which his family only knew he was ‘missing in action’.
His wife lived on faith that he was still alive.
His group,  too, got the cleaned-up, fed and clothed routine in preparation for a  ‘peace delegation’ visit.
They, however, had time and devised a plan to get word to the  world that they were alive and still survived.
Each man secreted a  tiny piece of paper, with his Social Security Number on it, in the palm of his hand.
When paraded before Ms. Fonda and a cameraman, she walked the line, shaking each man’s hand and asking little encouraging snippets like:
‘Aren’t you sorry you bombed babies?’ and
‘Are you grateful for the humane treatment from your benevolent captors?’
Believing this HAD to be an act, they each palmed her their sliver of paper.
She took them all without missing a beat..
At the end of the line and once the camera stopped rolling, to  the shocked disbelief of the POWs,
she turned to the officer in  charge and handed him all the little pieces of paper…
Three men died from the subsequent beatings.
Colonel Carrigan was almost number four but he survived,  which is the only reason we know of her actions that day.
I was a civilian economic development advisor in Vietnam, and was captured by the North Vietnamese communists
in South Vietnam in 1968, and held prisoner for over 5 years.
I spent 27 months in solitary confinement; one year in a cage in Cambodia; and one year in a ‘black box’ in Hanoi ..
My North Vietnamese captors deliberately poisoned and murdered a female missionary, a nurse in a leprosarium in BanmeThuot, South Vietnam , whom I buried in the jungle near the Cambodian border.
At one time, I weighed only about 90 lbs. (My normal weight is 170 lbs)
We were Jane Fonda’s ‘war criminals….’
When Jane Fonda was in Hanoi , I was asked by the camp communist political officer if I would be willing to meet
with her. I said yes, for I wanted to tell her about the real treatment we POWs received… and how different it was
from the treatment purported by the North Vietnamese, and parroted by her as ‘humane and lenient.’
Because of this, I spent three days on a rocky floor on my knees, with my arms outstretched with a large steel weight
placed on my hands, and beaten with a bamboo cane.
I had the opportunity to meet with Jane Fonda soon after I was released. I asked her if she would be willing to
debate me on TV.
She never did answer me.
These first-hand experiences do not exemplify someone who  should be honoured as part of ‘100 Years of Great Women.’
Lest we forget….’ 100 Years of Great Women’ should never include a traitor whose hands are covered with the blood
of so many patriots.
There are few things I have strong visceral reactions to, but Hanoi Jane’s participation in blatant treason, is one of them.
Please take the time to forward to as many people as you possibly can..
It will eventually end up on her computer and she needs to know that we will never forget.
USAF 716 Maintenance Squadron,
Chief of Maintenance DSN: 875-6431 COMM: 883-6343


A friend of mine – Suzy Grinter – crossed the line that no pet owner wants to face – having her beloved dog euthanased.

The beautiful Roxy’s condition was beyond further treatment causing plummeting quality of life and the certainty of increasing suffering.

Roxy left us yesterday – Friday 1st November 2013. ………… R.I.P

She wouldn’t close her eyes for me
The mirrors of her soul
That used to tell me everything
Like ‘you have to let me go’

Where once I read her every thought
Because they were so deep
I couldn’t bear the glaze that came
As she went off to sleep

I needed to look into them
Like Rox would to do to me
We shared a lot my Rox and I
That no one else could see

But I held her head and stroked her nose
And whispered in her fur
How very much she meant to me
And how I’d long for her

And how I’ll miss her lying here
Right beside my chair
Her snores at night, her nose at dawn
Checking that I’m there

Rox, Harry just left his ball for you
Right beside your nose
The sweetest thing, it made me cry
As you lay comatose.

He knows that you can’t play with him
But it’s the bestest gift he knew
For being such a mum to him
Both him and little Boo

Thank you Rox, I don’t know how
We’ll do without you here
My special girl, my best best friend
I always know you’re near.

(The beautiful words above were written by Suzy)