On Wed, 13 Jul 2005 17:59:36 GMT, KØHB wrote:

That was everyones signal to get out on the main deck and put your fingers in
your ears and look to the sky, because he'd then coordinate fake
strafing/bombing runs on his own ship.

When I was working at March AFB in the early 60s (the civilian
component of the 22nd SAC Communications Squadron) the 3 am B-52
launches would fly over my apartment at 500 feet or so before
rising into "the wild blue yonder".

No need to own an alarm clock in those days.

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73 de K2ASP - Phil Kane