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| All in a row - back to Iceland |
Things were so so at home, at least Jeff was keeping his mother busy. At work things were good, except for my right hand man, Santana, his wife had told him in Maryland that if he ever got orders to another "hick town" she'd leave - he got orders to the Test Center in China Lake California - in the Mojave Desert and a long ways from anywhere. I know she went with him, and didn't hear about anything else.
In late April I was back on the first plane to Keflavik, at least it was going to be a summer tour this time. Wait! Is that a good thing? When the sun comes up in June it's there for a long time, it dims down around 11:00PM, until maybe 1:00AM, we covered our windows with aluminum foil so we could sleep in the dark. The deployment went smoothly right up until the end. One plane and crew went to The Netherlands, they call an airfield a "fly base" (just thought you'd like to know). One of my best friends went too, Ernie was an aircraft electrician, he got arrested on the way back, inspectors found a "brick" of hash-hesh on his person. I never knew what happened to him, he was flown out of Iceland under armed escort, a sad end. I had no idea he would do anything like that, maybe he thought he could make a quick buck, I don't know.
Back home about the first of August, Betty was very pregnant, and it was hot! She got addicted to walnuts!! I can't explain that either. On September 25th out daughter, Rhonda, was born - not without a struggle. When Betty went into labor we went to the Naval Hospital in Jacksonville, they sent her home. We went back a couple of hours later, they sent us to walk around the base - only a couple of miles. When we got back they were ready, and so was she, Rhonda was born soon after. They stayed in the hospital a couple of extra days because Betty had pneumonia, the extra days cost me almost ten dollars!
The year ended peacefully.
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| Saint Augustine Beach, my personal favorite |
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| Flowers in the summer - Iceland Poppies |
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| Only the big middle building was there, when we were, it was new then |
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