Of all the Aircraft I was working on and flying in the Huey UH-1 will always have a fondness in my heart.
By Neal Stanley
It seems like maybe only two years ago I was running to my chopper…putting on my flak jacket and flight helmet….untying the main rotor blade….watching the engine compartment for fire as the pilots cranked it up….sliding the pilot’s side armor plate forward and closing the pilots door….jumping in the back and hooking up the cable to my
helmet…looking over at my crew chief to see if he was ready….and keying my mic on the intercom telling the pilots “ready rear” and “clear right”…and my crew chief would say “clear left” and the pilot would begin pulling up. That adrenalin rush was so awesome knowing we were flying out to pick up someone that desperately needed us…and we might be the difference between him living and not. During our flight to the patients, usually at 3000 feet, the pilots would talk to the guys on the ground giving…
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