The reason for this journey became obvious when I was filing for my VA claim. I had hoped to get a pilot I flew with to give me a Buddy statement attesting to my GSW and transfusion up in Laos. I subsequently ended up in a hospital 89 days later. Lt. Engle (Chuck) augered in 2 days before I was discharged and I never found him again. Cupcake suggested googling his name in early 2008. I found him on the Wall. The need to pay my last respects became apparent immediately but getting there became impossible after I got sick. Following my escape from the Seattle VAMC hospital vacation in 2010, we planned this for when my health returned. The discovery of Hugfest made it a natural twofer.
Wheels up over Mt. Rainier
Summer of 1970
Reunited forty two years later in Winchester, Indiana
With that Frag Order completed, it was off to the fest. For those of you who couldn’t attend, I attach a few of the great moments of the event. This was a first for Cupcake and me. I hope my health will permit many more.
There seems to have been a slight misunderstanding about who was going to bring cheese this year. I think more communication would be in order to avoid the deleterious effects of constipation next year. Rick is free to bring his Jalapeno cheese bread and construct it on site. Whoever brought that red hot cheese that made things dicey on the pot is strictly forbidden from bringing more than a pound of it again. As for the myriad Monterey Jacks, extra sharps and the other fifty flavors, perhaps a few pounds less of each would be in order. And contrary to popular belief, cheese does not compliment French toast, Dave.