Well guys today was ruff this whole week actually the jets I work on I found a ton of shit wrong with them that should have been caught years ago but people back then didn't care and now things are like they are now so I was put on 12 hour shifts basically means 14 hours is when I get into my bed and wake up go strait to work. Well today one of my friends I can't say names but he died yesterday from a brain contusion. He was a crew chief of one of the grounded f-16's here in Japan. So I asked my supervisors to let me work that jet alone because it means a lot to me I always saw him after a days work and tell him what's up with it. My supervisor said it would take a miracle to get that off the ground and days and nights of trying to find whats wrong. i took that jet because he never gave up on me in basic training or school spent almost a year together the memories will always be there. Well today his family came to his grave here and I was late to his burial, but for one reason because as soon as I walked to his casket with everyone looking at me as My coveralls are covered in grease and oil and fuel with his coveralls in my hand ones with his name that he loved. As I set them down. And they started to lower his casket I asked for them to wait because he still need to see suzie. everyone but me and a few other friends knew the name. I looked up at the sky as suzie came screaming across the sky leading the whole 13th fighter wing behind her. I couldn't help but cry as I smiled thinking that at least it was something. After they were done I stayed and no matter how dumb it sounded I told him. "Hey you Chauch your jets fixed" better make her shine for that sky she's been wanting for, for so long. " I will remember this jet forever as my first jet fix with one of my best friends. Better be watching suzie from up there braa. I'm not coming soon but ill see you when that time comes. Know I got suzie for ya:') .
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