posted on Apr, 17 2009 @ 11:22 PM
Snisha and I live a few miles apart near Eglin AFB, and with Hurlburt Field nearby too, we get to see most everything in the Air Force inventory.
I can look up at any given time and see F-15's, F-16's, Ospreys, C-130 Gunships, and next week we're getting a visit from our first F-35. We're
going to be the flight training center here.
We're due to get the 7th Special Forces group here next year, and we have the Ranger Training camp on Eglin.
We had the MOAB developed here, and dropped here, where it rattled windows for many miles around. Yesterday I heard some of the largest explosions to
date. And not just a few. Sounded a bit different, possibly fine-tuning some thermobaric stuff.
The A-10 is unique. She may not be the prettiest girl present, but to infantrymen, she's the Belle of the Ball. Every time the AF tries to get rid
of it, they are quickly reminded that NOTHING, and I mean nothing has their capabilities.
Ask any combat infantryman what his favorite plane is. They love the A-10's, and the A-10 pilots likewise hold a close affinity with the grunts on
the ground.
All that noise? All those explosions? Those afterburners? That ripping sound as the tear through the air?
The sound of freedom and security.
God I love it.