Thanks everyone!
One of my favorite many memories is from the late 70's flying in the back of a Huey off the coast of Oahu at about 500 feet. A bunch of guys on one of the fishing boats we passed mooned us, so my aircraft broke formation, turned around, and I hung my bare a$$ out while hanging onto the stantion as we flew back by the yahoos just off the deck. I looked over my shoulder, and they were all laughing and pointing, so I'm glad we made their day. I'm certain that somewhere out there is a picture of my white butt wiggling in the breeze. Where else can you do something like and get away with it but in the military?
Ah, the memories!
