Friday, August 24, 2007

This is all of us going into the memorial service for the crew of Dry Ice 41. It is the only picture I took but other people have some during the service that I will try to get my hands on.
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alice said...

Hey David,

I wrote several days ago in reguards to your potentially feeling selfish about flying. It was wonderful.. full of passion and deep psycological insights. Alas... as I attempted to remember my password the computer got tired of me and figured I wasn't really a proper Google worthy member and blanked me. I will write of lighter things this time and hopefully remember my password.

I agree with Mom's assesments of food. Unless food is absolutly fantastic (most food isn't) the pleasure is really about the environment. That is what makes potlucks, or covered dish dinners, here in the South, so great, all the old lady hands that worked for hours on food that you then eat. You are ingesting love. That does not happen at Burger King.

Michael wonders if a lot of your problems are due to the sand and heat. He says, "Those things are not made to opperate under those conditions!" on a regular basis with great authority. He says things like this and I try, not very well, to give him the benefit of the doubt. Right now he is happily fighting fire several hours from here. It is in a wilderness and has been burning on and off for several months. He always despairs this time of year when all his deadlines for the fiscal year are looming while the West is burning up and his friends are making thousands of $$$. This brief respite might encourage him for awhile.

Lots of love to you. I know the Holy Spirit will give you the right words for the the right people at the right time. xx00 ALH

August 28, 2007 at 7:19 PM
David said...

It is the thought that counts :) I have lost so many computer writings to the time gremlin. The emotional ones are even more painful to lose - they take me so long to write. For me the sense with the strongest memory key is smell. Certain smells bring back childhood memories stronger than anything else. Since so much of taste is tied into smell I wonder if there is some connection. Though I can't really think of many happy Burger King memories - maybe it is just an association of home. I'm sure some of our maintenance problems are caused by the heat and dust but in my experience these things seem to come in waves. Everything will be fine for weeks then they all break at once. At times it will even be the same part - we will go through 3 or 4 of the same part within a week. I think the aircraft talk to each other. Steve Moore (our production NCO) thinks the computers (the aircraft logbooks) are the ones talking so when they are in the office he keeps the lids closed unless someone is working on them :) I am glad to hear Michael is getting some outdoor exercise, though I don't think fire fighting in the temperatures you guys have there is my idea of fun. Take care, lots of love.

August 29, 2007 at 11:04 PM

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