When the December 1, 1969 draft lottery was held and I drew No. 70, it only confirmed that I had made a wise choice. The first day I signed in on active duty was December 7th, 1970 at 7 o’clock in the morning, a day that will live in infamy. I believe it was a Sunday.
My oldest brother was an Air Force pilot who served a tour in Vietnam and of course became my greatest mentor. He advised me well as from this day forward I followed in his footsteps.
My first assignment kept me stateside as an instructor pilot. You might say that I flew my 100 missions over Texas and Oklahoma. The Vietnam war ended during my first assignment but it was too late as flying had already gotten into my blood.
After 6 and a half years on active duty I went straight into the Air Force Reserve which happened to be my brother’s unit. I even got to fly with my brother on many occasions.
I retired from the Air Force Reserves in 1992 with 22 good years of service.
During the early part of my Air Force Reserve career I managed to get a job as an airline pilot. Lucky me. This month I have retired as the oldest airline captain with my company. This airline career lasted 34 years with just a few hiccups.