Sunday, May 26, 2019
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A blog by a "sucker" and a "loser" who served her country in the Navy.
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that the 2020 election was stolen, or
especially if you supported the 1/6/21 insurrection,
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In the Air Force in the late 70s I was a HH53C crew chief. It used to amaze me to see pilots do a combat takeoff, standing the bird on its nose with the tip of the refueling probe just a couple of feet off the ground. I've been inside sitting on the ramp during a more than a few too. It would take your breath away.
I've seen many of these fly overhead in southern California, and I never got used to it. When you hear it, it seems like a huge machine is landing next door, and once you get sight of it, you realize it's just cruising by 2 miles away. I don't know how the impression of size and weight surpasses that of 737s, but it certainly does.
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