George & I stopped at a Mom & Pop store on Blackstone Ave. Fri. am, George with a Futaba shirt & me with an LA Jets shirt. The checkout guy asked if we were with the jet show. So the people in town knew about it. I mentioned to a couple club members that it looked like they advertised to the media but that they apparently didn't advertise to the jet community since there wasn't anything on RCU. They said there was a flyer on their web site but that's about the last place many of us look.

Flight line was wide open the entire time and a couple folks ran out of fuel. George & I dropped bombs pretty much whenever we felt like it, which usually isn't possible. I lent Ken a tire to keep his Flash flying otherwise I could easily have doubled my flying time.