I’m a fomer US Marine. When I was in my job was a TOW Gunner. A tow is a small, tank orientated weapon. Usually it’s mounted on Humvee, or sometimes carried by hand. One of the things I did while I was in was a test program where we hooked up the TOW missiles to the Cobra attack helio. Great times.
This past weekend a friend invited me out to New River Air Station, where I was stationed for a short time. He couldn’t arrange for me to take a flight, but he did get me into the cockpit which was good enough being as I’m afraid of heights these days. (Fucking chickenshit I am!)
It’s hard to believe that fifteen years and two wars later I still have some friends in the Marines. God bless them. Semper Fidelis!