Four fat old men gathered around a table at a bar in a small north Texas town, sipping Shiner and munching nachos. They weren't too loud and there weren't enough folks in the bar for a late lunch to really be disturbing anybody. They occasionally leaned forward to share something a bit profane and they laughed a lot.
Ravens
Three were Ravens and one was me. If we told you the stories, we'd have to kill you.
Return From a Reunion
God, I've loved my life.
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Got a small stack of books at the house; a "to read" pile, and next in line is an old paperback copy of The Ravens (saved from my Dad's collection of books). Looking forward to it, particularly now.
My dad was a courier in Laos during 67-68--- civilian
ID, no uniform, the whole deal. Spent some time in the jungle, as well as the Plain of Jars. He never said much, but did comment on the large stones of the Ravens. So much he never told because he promised not to. Honor and duty, my friends. Hats off!
Am I missing something? Ed,to the best of my knowledge,you were not a Raven. Interesting reading but who are the fat old men telling stories? I thought the reunion was for the 421st TAC Fighter Squadron.
Raven reunion was in San Antonio last weekend. Friends were returning home. Two of the three Ravens had been students of mine in pilot training. One of them, Spike Milam, is mentioned prominently in Palace Cobra.
So I guess you were the fourth old fat man at the table. Ha ha!
During my two tours (eight or so years) at RAFB, TX, I looked forward to the annual Ravens' reunion HQ'ed in that 50's motel outside the main gate in Universal City. My general impression was that the PC Air Force kind of "dropped the Ravens in the grease" when warriors of their kind were no longer needed or PC. Though generally well behaved (that was always a disappointment) I think they gathered at Randolph just to kind of thumb their noses at the establishment. Good on them! Warriors all! regards, Alemaster
It was a life well lived Ed. Glad you had a good time with old friends.
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