See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile Once he had a future full of money love and dreams Which he spent like they was going out of style And he keeps right on a changin' for the better or the worse And searchin' for a shrine he's never found Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse Or if the going up is worth to coming down He's a poet he's a picker he's a prophet he's a pusher He's a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he's stoned He's a walkin' contradiction partly truth and partly fiction Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home
Seems that a somewhat favorite air frame of yours truly stood down today. The Hellenic Air Force officially retired the last LTV A-7E Corsair II.
I am proud to say that I did serve a tour in The Argonauts of Attack Squadron One Four Seven who in those days past, did fly and fight with the Corsair II. She was a tough little jet and could carry a lot of ordnance and did not need a lot of tanker help to do the job.
SLUF is gone……………but she will never be forgotten……………………..So Long Old Friend. Fair Winds and Following Seas.
The last A-7. She served in the 336 MIRA of the Hellenic Air Force. Fly Low. Hit Hard.
Yours Truly, Front Row Center in The Spring of 1986 while serving in Attack Squadron One Four Seven, Carrier Air Wing Nine. Commander James H. Oliver Commanding(Back Row, Right) This was the day I was awarded my Enlisted Aviation Warfare Specialist Wings.