Well, if you are going to persist in this "Olds was commanding a unit at
Luke in the early seventies" bit in the face of the cold, hard facts of his
own bio,

I've already said I don't remember what year it was, but the event isn't some
wistful fantasy. Its difficult to imagine who I am confusing him with - my CAP
squadron visited Luke several times in the 1970s and he was one of my childhood
heroes. I know that during one of those boyhood visits, a man I am still
convinced to be the commander of the 555th yelled at me for being in 'his
readyroom'. The gun cam photos on the wall had Olds' name on them - during
that tour, we were heard plenty about him and until this day, I was positive
that he was the man that barked at me. I've seen General Olds several times
since, although only one or two other times in person, and I always believed it
was the same guy from that day at Luke. I explained why I got the rank wrong
- I guess I should tape General stars on the photo he sent my son.

then you are well on your way to acheiving an Art-like status,
which is not something to be really proud of IMO. But hey, to each his own.

Ahh, I see -- strictly no mistakes allowed. This reminds me a bit of the six
year argument that followed my post concerning a torpedo that broached at the
bottom of our helicopter. I got ripped on regular occasions and folks made it
clear that what I remembered simply couldn't happen. Then a photo showed up of
the same model of torpedo some 20-40 in the air, following a broach. Someplace
among my CAP unit's history, there is a faded photo of the 307th drill team,
standing with Robin Olds. If I had any way to track down the Woodruffs or
Rosemary Grzowski, I could share it. Like that photo of the leaping torpedo,
it'll turn up. Until then, I will accept that Robin Olds wasn't there.

Gordon.