DieselDave
Super Moderator,
What are your most memorable experiences of the sounds of freedom?
For some it might be the sound of a Coyote on a cool spring night. For others it could be the call of an Eagle in the serene beauty of the great northwest. For others not quite as calm it could be something manly like a 50 cal. bellowing out thunder or an AC 130 firing it's cannon or even Darell's electric motor.
I am blessed in so many ways. I get the sound of freedom nearly every day. It starts with JP5, Navy jet fuel and lots of it. They use it at a rate that would send cold shivers up Darrel's spine. I live 1 mile outside the front gate of Pensacola Naval Air Station, home to the Blue Angels. My office is 2 miles outside the gate of the base. Every Spring and summer we get at least one air show a week. They should be coming home soon from El Centro, their winter home. They usually practice at 8AM on Tues. or Wed. They fly the whole show every week here in town. If you ever get to P-Cola contact me prior to coming and I will set you up for a semi-private viewing of the greatest show on earth. There are normally about 200 people in attendance for a practice. I have spent a fair amount of time around those guys. They are all great patriots. My last squadron shared a hanger with them here on base. We have had a beer or two together at undisclosed locations in places far away. I was by no means one of their buddies I was just another one of the "bubbas" out in the fleet. They are no better and no worse than any one of the other Tac-Air guys in the Navy and Marine Corps other than they are celebrities for 2-3 years. So when we hear the rumble in the next couple of weeks we all leave our desk and stand outside to watch and hear the sound of freedom.
For some it might be the sound of a Coyote on a cool spring night. For others it could be the call of an Eagle in the serene beauty of the great northwest. For others not quite as calm it could be something manly like a 50 cal. bellowing out thunder or an AC 130 firing it's cannon or even Darell's electric motor.
I am blessed in so many ways. I get the sound of freedom nearly every day. It starts with JP5, Navy jet fuel and lots of it. They use it at a rate that would send cold shivers up Darrel's spine. I live 1 mile outside the front gate of Pensacola Naval Air Station, home to the Blue Angels. My office is 2 miles outside the gate of the base. Every Spring and summer we get at least one air show a week. They should be coming home soon from El Centro, their winter home. They usually practice at 8AM on Tues. or Wed. They fly the whole show every week here in town. If you ever get to P-Cola contact me prior to coming and I will set you up for a semi-private viewing of the greatest show on earth. There are normally about 200 people in attendance for a practice. I have spent a fair amount of time around those guys. They are all great patriots. My last squadron shared a hanger with them here on base. We have had a beer or two together at undisclosed locations in places far away. I was by no means one of their buddies I was just another one of the "bubbas" out in the fleet. They are no better and no worse than any one of the other Tac-Air guys in the Navy and Marine Corps other than they are celebrities for 2-3 years. So when we hear the rumble in the next couple of weeks we all leave our desk and stand outside to watch and hear the sound of freedom.