Yesterday was fun. All snow and guess who couldn't go tow? In a month or so that will be corrected. So went to the Doctor to finish up some things to get a clean bill of health so I can get back to flying again. The Doctor gave me some meds that flat knocked this old Marine right in the dirt. I got back to my personal rack, and thought I'll just take a nap so I could be fresh to be on air . I flatlined at 18:00 and did not become ressurected, until 02:30 a few ago this morning. I just went out. Guess the body and mind decided to take up the cause of all the stress of the last few weeks, and check my body out of the battle, as I am near overload.
Yesterday was the 240th birthday of our USMC, and the 214 was there to honor it . As the only true fully intelligent and all squadron in the USMC thought I'd share a few pics,
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Anywhere there's a danger to this nation, or a threat to the world we of the BlackSheep are there. Semper Fi!
L8R Aviators.
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