C_Roundy
Posts: 210
Score: 110 Joined: 1/13/2007 Last Login: 4/9/2013 From: Fairfield,
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Sheeiiit, you guys got me so full of inbred redneck NorCal hick town pride I could just bust! Speedracerntrixie, no matter how long I live, I will never forget the sound an 8 lb, fiberglass, "Mach 1" pattern ship makes when it hits one of the hollow steel light poles in the Solano college parking lot at about 110 mph. Its been 41 years so far since I saw that happen, and I can still hear it ringing... Propstryker, I actually got goose bumps reading your abbreviated but chock full account of Fairfield life back then. Its almost like we just took turns living the same life. In a nutshell: control line (but with Torpedo .29 on my RingMaster, at Mary Bird schoolyard behind our house, (a few blocks north of Anna Kyle)), WonderWorld, N. Texas drive-in, and Nike missile site on top of Cement hill, check check and big check (when we were little, me and my best friend usta' ditch our bikes at the bottom, sneak up the hill past the pissed off rock salt shotgun totin' farmer, and explore the old missile installation). I too once got thrown outa' Solano college football field, (but it uhh, wasn't for flying airplanes), etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. etc. etc.... Right Down The Line. Thank you for your thoughts about my father's safe return from 'Nam, (and all the other many thousands of Veterans who came back through Travis AFB). I am positive your dad damn well made them feel welcome back home, (unlike other large portions of the American public at the time) I salute your father and you both for serving Sir! Regarding Nut Tree Airport, I too have very strong feelings for the old airport, and I too wish more locals would realize what an important county resource and historic site it is! Besides being a military pilot, my dad held a civilian A&P mech. license and did all his own maintenance on his beloved 1962 Mooney that we kept there. Through the 70's, I spent hundreds of Saturdays on the ramp with my dad, restoring and maintaining it. We flew the hell out that plane, all over the continent, in every kind of weather, over and over. And we always made it home, exhausted, deaf, and happy, to Nut Tree. Dads been gone a long time now, but finally, all these decades later here I am back at Nut Tree 4 days a week, for the last 3 yrs, keeping my life long promise to myself, to take my A&P license too. What an indescribable privilege it is to be able to do it at the old airport where I learned to fly and work on airplanes as a boy. Most days I show up before school, just to walk slowly around the big ramp for a half hour or so, through the tied-down airplanes, watching others come and go, and letting my mind wander across the years...
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