Davy Crockett wrote: Boy this was weird. Yesterday at the VA, I had to be put under heavy sedation for a procedure they had to perform on me due to a injury from a carrier flight deck accident. I had this dream, here it is, at least what I can remember.
WIG and myself were on a Ferris wheel in different cars, I could see his banner over the car, anyhow we were firing at each other and hurling insults at each other, later on when the ride stopped we walked away holding hands
The next thing is I got shot down by BLUE MAX, at least i think it was him, all I remember is seeing a BLUE over a banner. He was laughing at me because he thought it was funny shooting me down over black water knowing I have no control over black water. As I was drifting down i kept screaming " no I cant land in black water I will die, help me". Just as I was about to hit the water RAPTER and VON HULK flew under me and I landed in their plane. They were in the same plane i guess. They took me to the carrier and went inverted and I fell out of the plane, I was screaming again while falling.
Then I got a call from WIG who told me I had better go get my wife, she's with PARROTHEAD.
I was inside a carrier and could not fly out, Mc CUDDEN came over with DR. DAVE and give me instructions on how to leave a carrier. I don't remember if I made it or not.
The MISFIT were all laughing at me and making fun of me, why I do not know.
I can remember FOX saying something, don't know what. BELL was there to.
WHAT A WEIRD DREAM, I THINK DOGFIGHT HAS BEEN TO MUCH A PART OF MY LIFE OVER THE LAST YEAR. LOL LOL
wow Davy!!! Cool dream man. Are u being full serious on this? Or joking. im curious because I had a df dream about 4 months ago, I think... it was right after I got MORAF Wings. But I vsnt remember when that was..... im getting old young sry.....
buy my dream went like this, (similar to tKestrels Last Flight, the book I wrote was in reference to my dream, but I changed it up to make more sense and for humor.
ok dream goes.
Its a hot July day at the base, (not sire on squad, if any) me and my squadron Commander where playing a tournament of checkers, (I guess it was down to me and him) but anyway, the sirens blare and the innercom. comes to life. It was the Base commander yelling, "Scramble, scramble!!! 8 unidentified bogies are inbound. The whole squad ran out the door for our jets (im guessing this was an Arabian setting, because they where F15s) we got into our planes, started our engines and taxied for take off. A total of 11 of us took off, one guy couldn't start his engines. We all took off and formed up and flew at Mock 1.3 or 1.5 (cant remember) toward the intercept point.I remember I was flying element lead of group 2. There where 3 groups in a finger 4 formation, inside the group V formation. I still remeber the full detail of the cockpit to this day! (Even though it was only a few months back). I remeber sitting on the parachute, hoping I wouldnt need it.
Well time fast forwarded I think, because the next thing I remember is we arrived there to find no enemies anywhere. Then missle warning started going off but there was nothing on the radar. We looked around and maneuvered to avoid whatever missiles where out there. Then, 7 explosions and the radio fell silent for a few seconds. Then I seen 3 parachutes come from the fireplballs that where once gleaming new jets. I felt a sadness that 4 of my friends and squadmates are dead, and 3 others may never come home. After a few seconds of silence, the squadron Commander yells something like Bogies, down low! I remeber hearing a random voice saying over the radio, "those bas***ds lured us into an ambush by flying under the radar!" To our surprise, there was 16 MiG 29s flying in a climb right at us! 16 MiGs against now only 4 F15s, the squad commander, my Flight lead, me, and a single guy from the third group was all that was left. We where in no shape to fight now! The Commander said, "Retreat, lets get the h**l out of here!" He all pointed our noses earthward and dove in full after burner, trying to get to where the ground heat that would the enemy's heat seeking missiles useless. We sped away at treetop level. The 4 of us have now regrouped into a new finger 4 formation, I am now number 3, element leads wing man. Our number 4 guy was trailing smoke, he somehow (not sure....) got peppered with bullets. And he said he wasnt getting enough power to keep up. We told him to hold on alittle longer, till we get over friendly territory, when suddlenly a radar (im guessing here) missile comes and blows his left wind into pieces. He ejected just split seconds after the missile hit, and only a sec later his plane smashed into the ground. We seen his ejection seat, but where moving to fast to c if his chute opened. By now the MiGs pulled out, guessing they had their fun, downing 8 of our planes and killing no less than 4 of our men.
I rememeber telling the comander that the MiGs where breaking off and we resumed normal altitude and headed for base.
Again another fast forward moment or a lost memery in the dream, but next I knew, we where on final approach of our home base runway, when my wheels hit the ground I woke up...
that dream has stayed in my memory for the most part and baffles me every time I think about it. It was just a dream but I felt like I lost real friends, and I still wonder if those that ejected ever make it back, or if they became POWs.
But thats my dream, only explanation I can think of, was it was my "Baptism of Fire" for making MORAF.