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David Mitchell
I have no idea why I could not load this above. But anyway here are the three guys least likely to end up flying a damn helicopter for our rich Uncle from D.C. This is at the same Graduation Ball, the night before our graduation ceremony.
Mike Lee and I on the left and middle, a couple of non-smoking, light drinker, goodie-two-shoes. On the right is our third roomate, John Honness (Pittsburgh), who drank like a fish, smoked lie a chimney and bragged on and on about all the girls he's had in more graffic detail than we really ever wanted to hear. We were all a bit different, but we got along wonderfully in flight school. And we had some awfully good times together. When we went out to drink (in Savannah) John would always order Singapore Slings until he couldn't pronounce it any more - He'd say "Slingapore Sings" and then he'd try to assure us that he was "stober as a dudge."
After Graduation, we were all shipped over on separtate flights and sent to different units and most of us never saw one another again.
But oh, did we have some fun times together in flight school.

The next day just before our graduation ceremony.
About to get our wings pinned on us. One of the proudest days of my life.
I will never forget these two clowns. 50 years!
Golly we had fun together!
(and then they shipped us over across the pond to the real "flight school" )

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