Boy were they happy.

  Flying the boys home. November 1973 Sheba our three-year-old daughter and myself were flying on what they called a MAC flight from Honolulu.  The flight, on a PanAm 747 was mostly loaded with US Marines coming back from Vietnam.  A joyous flight for sure. To back up, Sheba was back then an employee ofContinue reading “Boy were they happy.”