I enjoyed listening to this story about Buck Wyndham and his time in the Persian Gulf. I appreciate him sharing his memoirs. I was there too, I arrived sometime after Mr Wyndham, and I remember many of the things that he mentioned in the book. most of all, people are kind of surprised to find out just how boring it could be. I liked Mr windham’s way of passing the time.
if you’re looking for a picture of what it’s like inside of wartime aviation squadron, look no further, you found it! but if you’re looking for a rip roaring military adventure tale, this is not it. it’s not intended to be that either. this is the record of one man’s war.
ground attack pilots are an interesting breed. they’re derided by other fighter pilots because what they do is dangerous and their airplanes are not sexy. there’s no breaking the sound barrier, nor doing anything flashy and sexy in an A10. Nope, all you can do is line up on a target, destroy the enemy’s tanks with Maverick missiles, drop bombs on his head, and introduce him to Mr GAU 8. The men on the ground sure love seeing them, though!
The story took me back. I wish I could have met Lieutenant Wyndham, and I can only hope that my minor contribution to Desert Storm somehow made his job a little easier.