Military Xmas memories
#11
Flew a 10 hr+ DASC mission over Al Asad. We rigged up my laptop to play audio through the ICS and set it on the center console and watched Christmas movies all night. Maybe not the best, but memorable, for sure.
#12
Just want to see what some of the military Xmas memories people have. Since I'm suggesting, I'll start.
Remember when my dad was in the air force, was about 10 years old. Stood out on the flight line with my dad to wait for Santa's arrival, and watched as this F-16 landed on the runway, taxi in, shut down and the canopy come open. Little did I know it was "Santa" until he climbed down the ladder and handed a big bag of presents to the line crew. Probably my best military Christmas memory.
Remember when my dad was in the air force, was about 10 years old. Stood out on the flight line with my dad to wait for Santa's arrival, and watched as this F-16 landed on the runway, taxi in, shut down and the canopy come open. Little did I know it was "Santa" until he climbed down the ladder and handed a big bag of presents to the line crew. Probably my best military Christmas memory.
It kind of kills the moment if Santa has to strip off all the flight gear; and I guarantee that I couldn't fit on my flight gear over a Santa suit or fit into the cockpit!
USMCFLYR
#13
Christmas, 1968 was spent at Phu Cat AB, RVN. There was a cease-fire and so we weren't doing any weapons loading that day, so we played cards and for the first time in my life, I got drunk. Or should I say that my hooch-mates got me drunk. That slow gin fizz can really knock the stuffing out of a person. I woke up in jail, after (or so I'm told) running down the street with nothing on but my combat boots and flack jacket. Ah, the good ole days.
JJ
JJ
#16
Christmas, 1968 was spent at Phu Cat AB, RVN. There was a cease-fire and so we weren't doing any weapons loading that day, so we played cards and for the first time in my life, I got drunk. Or should I say that my hooch-mates got me drunk. That slow gin fizz can really knock the stuffing out of a person. I woke up in jail, after (or so I'm told) running down the street with nothing on but my combat boots and flack jacket. Ah, the good ole days.
JJ
JJ
#17
Gets Weekends Off
Joined APC: Dec 2007
Position: retired
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Dec 23rd '68.....KP......Long Binh...Missed the Bob Hope Show
Dec 25th '68....KP.......Chu Lai......Missed the Bob Hope Show (and an extra 5000 men through the mess hall that were brought in for the show!)
Dec 25th '68....KP.......Chu Lai......Missed the Bob Hope Show (and an extra 5000 men through the mess hall that were brought in for the show!)
#20
Panama
Christmas in Panama 89 (Operation Just Cause). Fond but strange Christmas memories. Christmas Eve - fly 3 combat sorties over Panama, come home (on base), put together tricycle, wagon and other assorted child toys, kiss wife, go to bed. Get up Christmas day, fly 3 combat sorties, come home for turkey dinner, open presents with wife and kid, kiss wife, got to bed. Having the family around while conducting combat ops in a war zone (all be it a short war) was a strange experience. War-fighting by day, home with family by night (when on the day shift). It was the most surreal Christmas ever. You should hear my wife's take on the situation. The Christmas before, seeing Santa taxi up to the kids on the flightline in the right seat of a OA-37 was a lot of fun too.
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