Here’s how I remember it… 33 years later: Hot, noisy, bumpy; smells like Jet fuel, hydraulic fluid, electrical tape, and 30 years of sweat and piss. ❤️
The business office of a B-52 bomber. Navigator on the right, Radar Nav (Bombardier) on the left. Two scopes each, no windows. A tiny piece of desk space to work. Oh, and ejection seats that blast downwards.
When I got my B-52 assignment, I went to the local Buff unit and asked if I could go along for a ride…. To see what I had gotten myself into. A guy at a nearby desk looked up, and said, “Just go lock yourself in a closet with a vacuum cleaner for 8 hours.”
He nailed it.
But boy was it fun!
