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#1 I had dreams of flying as a child. In 1962, after two years of sketchy attendance at the University of Florida, I dropped out to travel around the country. In 1964, I applied to be a pilot candidate in the army.
#2 The flight program was nine months long. It began with one month of preflight training and four months of primary flight training at Fort Wolters, followed by four more months of advanced flight training at Fort Rucker, Alabama.
#3 I had to go before the board, which was made up of other officers, to be evaluated for flight school. I had failed the first week of preflight training, and my instructors said I wasn’t interested in participating seriously when I was selected to be the student company commander.
#4 I was called back to the office after the first round of preflight. The board’s decision to reinstate me had ruined the studentinstructor ratio at the flight line. I was told to start preflight all over again with the next class.

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Publié par	Everest Media LLC
Date de parution	01 avril 2022
Nombre de lectures	2
EAN13	9781669374640
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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#1

I had dreams of flying as a child. In 1962, after two years of sketchy attendance at the University of Florida, I dropped out to travel around the country. In 1964, I applied to be a pilot candidate in the army.

#2

The flight program was nine months long. It began with one month of preflight training and four months of primary flight training at Fort Wolters, followed by four more months of advanced flight training at Fort Rucker, Alabama.

#3

I had to go before the board, which was made up of other officers, to be evaluated for flight school. I had failed the first week of preflight training, and my instructors said I wasn’t interested in participating seriously when I was selected to be the student company commander.

#4

I was called back to the office after the first round of preflight. The board’s decision to reinstate me had ruined the student-instructor ratio at the flight line. I was told to start preflight all over again with the next class.

#5

I had spent many evenings in my room reviewing the flight controls and how I would have to move my hands and feet. I could hear the ground school’s aerodynamics instructor in my head. The names of the controls in a helicopter refer to their effect on the rotating wings and the tail rotor. The disk formed by the rotor blades is what really flies.

#6

The orientation instructor was a civilian who had been in the military. He was a cynical teacher, but he taught me how to control helicopters. I understood the theory of controlling helicopters, but I couldn’t keep the tree in front of us most of the time.

#7

The next control we tried was the cyclic grip, which was the top part of the stick that vibrated in agi. tated harmony with the shaking machine. It looked like it was moving a lot to me, but the IP said I didn’t move it much. The H-23 was famous for its excessive motion of its cyclic.

#8

The army taught us to fly the machine as if the engine would quit at any moment. We learned to react automatically when the power quit.

#9

In order to autorotate, you had to hold the collective where it was when the power was cut until the skids were six inches from the ground. In flight, you immediately pushed the collective down to neutralize the pitch angle. With the pitch flat, the rotors would continue spinning, providing lift.

#10

The instructor pilots were very strict, and they used bad grades to underline bad performance. They would shout over the intercom at every repeated mistake. One week before I was to take my primary check ride, Anderson cut the power as I cruised toward the stage field. I bottomed the pitch immediately, turned into the wind, and glided down in autorotation.

#11

The flight school’s procedure for getting into and out of confined areas was to circle the clearing until you found the best approach path over the lowest obstacles, into the wind. You would then pick a spot in the clearing and make your landing.

#12

I finished my five months at Fort Wolters with an hour-long, sweaty check ride in which I successfully demonstrated my abilities to the army inspector. I had become a senior candidate at Wolters, but at Rucker I began over again as a junior classman.

#13

The Huey is the army’s latest utility helicopter. It is capable of hovering vertically up to 10,000 feet on a standard day. The whirling rotor system has tremendous inertia, and the IP demonstrated this with a trick that only a Huey could do.

#14

I was one of the first classes to receive helicopter pilot training. I enjoyed the instrument training, which took me to airports I never saw, and returned an hour or two later. I was very proud when I graduated.

#15

The 1st Cavalry Division was formed in June of 1965, and hundreds of pilots arrived at Fort Benning in the middle of June. We were given a rush course in some of the combat techniques developed by the old salts from the test division.

#16

I was excited to be going to Vietnam, but I was also scared because I knew I might die young. I was also not a believer in the war, and thought the Vietnamese should be able to choose their own government.

#17

I boarded the USNS Croatan, which was carrying the entire 7th Cavalry Division. I struggled with my enormous flight bag, which tore the button off my uniform as I walked through the hatchways. The air was musty and still, and the walls were covered in rust.

#18

I was in Company B, 229th Assault Helicopter Battalion, one of two such battalions in the 1st Cavalry. My platoon leader was Captain Robert Shaker, a black man. I didn’t know most of the men in my platoon by name, but I knew Banjo Bates and Don Daisy.

#19

I was assigned to fly a ship off the carrier when we got to Qui Nhon. I was not very confident about flying the Huey. I was reassigned to fly with Leese.

#20

I was assigned to a slicks platoon, which meant that I would be flying one of these into battle. I had never considered flying into battle as a kid daydreaming about saving flood victims or rescuing beautiful girls.

#21

I had a favorite time of day, the late afternoon, as the sun was setting. One day, as I stood in the bow watching the sun drop into the sea, I spotted something far ahead on the horizon: a dark object on the ocean besides the Croatan. It was a seagulls nest.

#22

The ship became a hive of activity as soon as it landed. We received unofficial encouragement to find usable surplus equipment from the boat for our new camp. We were going to live in the middle of the jungle somewhere, and we felt that we needed all the help we could get.

#23

After arriving in Lang Mai Bay, the pilots of the Iwo Jima watched the activities of the other ship, the marine helicopter carrier, which was supporting the recent battle of Chu Lai. The final score was seven hundred VC killed and fifty U. S. Marines.

#24

I read Patience’s letters, and I was amazed at how much she missed me. She was trying to be busy, but she was really just waiting for me to come home. I loved her very much.

#25

The crew chief, SP-5 Don Reacher, had worked on the assembly team to get the helicopter ready. Leese and I had done a careful preflight. We were ready to go at eleven the next morning.

#26

I was finally getting off the ship. I felt the breast pocket of my fatigues for my notebook and cigarettes. My army. 45 was secure in its black leather holster over my concealed derringer. I gave myself the now automatic check down the front of my uniform.

#27

I tapped all the gauges on my side of the instrument panel. Everything was in the green. Leese opened the throttle to the operating position and checked the blurry edge of the rotor disk to see that it moved correctly as he pushed the cyclic around. When the helicopter was stable, he raised the collective and pulled us above the moving deck.

#28

At the top of the pass, the ground rose to within 800 feet of us. The empty road ran through thick jungle.

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