Happy Birthday, Great Country of Ours 4th of July 2024

From U.S. Naval Institute: On this date in 1986, a Marine mechanic stole an A-4M Skyhawk for a 45 minute joyride during which time he performed several aerobatic maneuvers. He had wanted to be a fighter pilot but an injury prevented him from qualifying. His stunt cost him four months in the brig.
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From U.S. Naval Institute: On this date in 1986, a Marine mechanic stole an A-4M Skyhawk for a 45 minute joyride during which time he performed several aerobatic maneuvers. He had wanted to be a fighter pilot but an injury prevented him from qualifying. His stunt cost him four months in the brig.
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Sea story for the ages. He probably thought it was worth it.
 
From U.S. Naval Institute: On this date in 1986, a Marine mechanic stole an A-4M Skyhawk for a 45 minute joyride during which time he performed several aerobatic maneuvers. He had wanted to be a fighter pilot but an injury prevented him from qualifying. His stunt cost him four months in the brig.
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Hmm...a 0.7 in a Scooter for four months brig time...

Yeah, I could see me doing that. :biggrin:
 
From U.S. Naval Institute: On this date in 1986, a Marine mechanic stole an A-4M Skyhawk for a 45 minute joyride during which time he performed several aerobatic maneuvers. He had wanted to be a fighter pilot but an injury prevented him from qualifying. His stunt cost him four months in the brig.
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... so this reminds me of DS, C/O 2026, who took off from the gym (age: 4. vehicle: two-wheeled miniature bicycle.) into the main road of Willow Grove Naval Air Station. Luckily it was a Saturday, 0630, and hardly no traffic.

We were playing with his brand new miniature bicycle going round and round on the gym floor. I was on the far end of the gym and he was passing the two double doors entrance. He decided to go for it and into the open road. I was in an emergency-frantic mode chasing him. Within minutes, two Navy Police cruisers were tailing him. And he wouldn't stop either. About one mile by the runway he finally stopped... with a big grin. The Master Chief started talking to my son. When I got there, the Chief only stared at me and did not say a word. I apologized profusely. Later, I asked DS, why? "Dada, that was fun."😳😇😌.
 
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