Capt. Sara Joyner takes Command of Airwing 3. The first woman to hold the honor!
Captain Sara “Clutch” Joyner, a native of Maryland, received her commission in 1989 graduating with merit from the United States Naval Academy with a Bachelor of Science degree in Oceanography.
After graduation, she attended flight school and earned her Naval Aviator wings in July 1991 from VT-24 in Beeville, Texas. After completing flight training, Captain Joyner reported to VC-5, the “Checkertails,” in Cubi Point, Philippines to fly the A-4E Skyhawk. In May of 1992, due to the imminent closure of Cubi Point, she was assigned to VC-8, the “Redtails,” in Roosevelt Roads, Puerto Rico.
Captain Joyner reported to COMSTRKFIGHTWINGPAC in Lemoore, California in November of 1994 as Assistant Operations Officer. She subsequently received a transition to the F/A-18 Hornet and reported to VFA-125, the “Rough Raiders,” for training in October of 1996.
Upon completion of her training as a Hornet Pilot, she reported to VFA-147, the “Argonauts,” in May of 1997. Remaining with VFA-147 for both her Junior Officer and Department Head tours, she completed two Western Pacific Cruises to the Arabian Gulf aboard USS NIMITZ (CVN 68) in September of 1997 and USS JOHN C. STENNIS (CVN 74) in September of 1999 in support of Operation SOUTHERN WATCH. In November of 2001, she again deployed with VFA-147 aboard USS JOHN C. STENNIS in support of Operation ENDURING FREEDOM. During her tour at VFA-147, she served in many capacities, including the Department Head in Maintenance, Operations, and Safety.
In January 2002, she reported to United States Joint Forces Command, Norfolk, Virginia where she served in the Current Operations Branch as Force Deployment Officer for the NORTHCOM, EUCOM, and CENTCOM Areas of Responsibility in support of Operations ENDURING FREEDOM and IRAQI FREEDOM. She reported to VFA-105 in November of 2006 as Executive Officer.
In March 2007, Captain Joyner assumed command of VFA-105. On 2 November 2007, she led the Gunslingers on their combat cruise to the Persian Gulf in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom. Under her leadership the squadron performed nearly 2,000 combat missions totaling over 4,900 flight hours and delivering 35,000 pounds of ordnance in support of coalition ground forces in Iraq.
Captain Joyner recently completed her tour at OPNAV N88 as the Joint Strike Fighter Requirements officer responsible for bringing the next generation of carrier strike aircraft to the fleet.
Former President (and once the youngest Naval Aviator) George HW Bush is in need of all of the love and support we can muster.
According to an AP/CBS report today December 27, 2012…
Former President George H.W. Bush is being treated in the intensive care unit at a Houston hospital after suffering “a series of setbacks,” including a stubborn fever, his spokesman said.
In a brief email Wednesday, Jim McGrath, Bush’s spokesman in Houston, said the 88-year-old former leader had been admitted Sunday to the ICU at Methodist Hospital. McGrath said Bush, the oldest living former U.S. president, was alert and talking to medical staff.
“His doctors have said emphatically this is not the end game,” McGrath told the Houston Chronicle.
He said doctors are cautiously optimistic about Bush’s treatment and that the former president “remains in guarded condition.” He said Bush was surrounded by family.
To this great Naval Aviation Community… Pray (if you got ‘em), a good man could use all the support we have.
Today marks the formal conclusion of a vaunted ship’s faithful career. In Traditional Naval Ceremony the crew of USS Enterprise CVN-65 and distinguished guests inactivated the “Big E”. In what began with Carrier Strike Group Commander Rear Admiral Ted Carter’s Flag being lowered from the yardarm and concluded with the crew disembarking the long serving Enterprise was allowed to rest.
(Photo Credit: U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Zachary S. Welch/Released)
51 years is becoming less and less a significantly long time in the annals of history, however, for an aircraft carrier to serve 51 years not just partaking in ‘History’s Timeline’ but in many cases, making it, is nothing short of miraculous. Enterprise was not simply a Ship of the Fleet, she was the icon represented all that America stands for, Liberty, Freedom, Teamwork, Ingenuity, Technology, Tactics, and Accomplishment, all tolled made up the ship we knew as Enterprise.
(Photo Credit: U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Zachary S. Welch/Released)
Many of us in the Navy community watched today as we bid farewell to this historical vessel concerned that this may be the end of an era. The Navy is a service, more than any other, founded on tradition. From flying the Navy Jack to rendering honors as ships pass, our foundation, our keystone is Honor, Courage and Tradition. A ship named Enterprise, with rare exception, has always been in our fleet, and since 1938 that name has applied to the Navy’s most impressive Ship of the Line the Aircraft Carrier. In 1938 the USS Enterprise CV-6 was commissioned and served our country like no other, earning 20 Battle Stars in her WWII service. Establishing the name “Enterprise” forever in our lexicon.
In 1961, the United States commissioned a new Enterprise (CVN-65). She was like no other. She was to represent the latest and greatest technical achievements of the United States of America. Initially, the largest ship in the world (and up to her inactivation today still the longest in the US Fleet) and as we all are aware, the first Nuclear Powered Aircraft Carrier. (It is interesting that because of this propulsion system, Enterprise was not to be “Decommissioned” this day, as she cannot while still “percolating”, rather she was “Inactivated” functionally removing her from the Line.)
For 100s of thousands of sailors who served on her, and 10s of thousands of aviators who flew from her deck, bidding farewell to this great ship was a emotional milestone, regenerating countless memories of adventure, challenge, and honor. Memories of missions, and liberties… of drudgery and pride, and especially of family and shipmates! She will be missed.
(U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Scott Pittman/Released)
Many of us in the Navy Community were concerned that with today’s inactivation, there would no longer be an Enterprise. To our great satisfaction our concerns were alleviated today… for along with tributary commentary of CVN-65’s impressive service history, we were informed by none other than the Secretary of the Navy that the name Enterprise would be carried forward! Confirming that the new Ford Class Nuclear Carrier, CVN-80 will indeed be commissioned “USS Enterprise”.
So this day, we bid farewell to a great ship served by great crews “USS Enterprise” (CVN-65) and hail the future of the US Navy, “USS Enterprise” (CVN-80). Boson… Ring the Bell!
This post comes courtesy of the 2011 Honorary Tailhookers of the Year, Kathy and Hans Schmoldt (written by Kathy). Every few years we Colorado Tailhookers gather on the Western Slope of Colorado for the Grand Junction Airshow. But honestly, I think the majority of us are there for “The Cattle Baron’s BBQ” (or ‘barren’ as Kathy puts it, cuz there ain’t no cattle on this ranch!) and Tailhook Party! This past gathering was one of the best, with attendance more focused on Tailhookers and the flight crews who performed at the show that weekend. There will be more stories to tell, besides this one, and I promise to get around to it soon… but for now Kathy owns this writing…
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Because there was so much going on during the weekend of The Grand Junction Air Show, and because there is so much information associated with this particular post, I wanted to spend ample time 'covering this story.'
It spans two generations of heroes. You will want to at least scroll to the last part of this post to make the connection between two of these heroes.
It all began at the banquet on Thursday night when the Hansman [Hans Schmoldt], also known as "Big Gun" by some, met and invited a young man from Marine Medium Tiltrotor Squadron 166 (VMM-166) to our Cattle "Barren" parties on Friday and Saturday nights.
Well, to our pleasure, THEY!!! showed up. Pretty much the whole Det!
These are just a few of the Sea Elks . . . more to come !
For those of you who want to know more about this group, Marine Medium Tiltrotor Squadron 166 (VMM-166), CLICK HERE.
Now, for just a moment, let's visit one of the many static displays at the air show.
One of probably the most dominating displays was the VMM-166’s V-22 Osprey Tilt Rotor Aircraft.
As you can see by the crowd, it was also one of the most popular displays.
Hans and I were lucky enough to be given a personal tour of this magnificent bird . . .
. . . by Captain Eileen "Edna" Donovan. (Remember her name !)
Once we left the Osprey, I snapped these two shots . . .
. . . which do not do the Osprey justice.
Unless you've stood beside this magnificent machine, there is no way to appreciate the enormity of it.
Now, back to the party . . .
The Sea Elks were everywhere and kind enough to pose no less than 50 times with other guests.
Now, back to Captain Donovan . . .
. . . she is a sharp-shooter . . .
. . . a two-stepper . . .
. . . and, she's pretty handy with a bull whip. Unfortunately, I didn't capture that one with my camera, but just believe me, she knew how to use it.
Anytime we host a party, it's always difficult to visit with everyone and hear their stories.
As in this case, Hans and I learned about this story several weeks after the party !
From left: Major Joseph P. "Pat" Donovan USMCR (Vet), 2nd Lt. Eileen C. Donovan, USMCR and Col. William A. "Grease Gun" Beebe, USMC (Ret).
From left: Lt. Donovan's platoon sergeant, GySgt. Holly Ellington, USMC, Joseph P. "Pat" Donovan, 2ndLt. Donovan and her mother, Beba Donovan.
Her mother is acknowledgingthe bars as those formerly owned by Col. Richard L. "Rich" Bianchino, USMC (Ret).
Now, you may be wondering, what's the story ?
Or for those more astute readers, you have already made the connection.
It begins with this photo:
1st Lt. Joseph P. "Pat" Donovan
Jan. 24, 1969 Shoot Down of YK-22
From left: copilot Lt. Pat Donovan, right gunner Cpl. M. S. Opalka, crew chief Cpl. Michael E. Velleux, left gunner Sgt. Dolph Quijano and pilot Lt. Donald Robins.
Photo was taken at a fire base several clicks north of Thong Duc on the western end of Charlie Ridge known as LZ Pike. The hydraulic line being held is the one that was shot out resulting in the loss of both the auxiliary and #2 hydraulic boost systems. The crimp in the line was only the size of a clipped finger nail, but at that amount of pressure the entire aircraft and crew was covered with hydraulic fluid.
The following are three links to Major Donovan's career:
Yes, that young lady who graced us with her presence is carrying-on her father's tradition of serving our great country.
Who knew ?
We were certainly surrounded by many heroes at our parties and are always honored to have them at our house.
This is just ONE of those stories.
I leave you with the words of Colonel Charles J. "Chic" Schoener USMC (Retired)
"Pat Donovan without doubt received more decorations ( in regard to precedence level), as a Purple Fox, than any other Marine who served with HMM-364. Not only that, Pat is probably one of (if not) the most decorated (precedence level) combat Marine pilot to come from the Vietnam era. While few Marines (air/ground) were recognized for their acts of individual heroism with the award of the CMH, the Navy Cross, the Silver Star or the DFC, Pat's multiple awards for his numerous act of heroism, taken in totality, is absolutely historic and should be recognized as such."
Pat Donovan's Humble Answer to Colonel Schoener's Remarks
I accept and hold in trust the praise of my Squadron mates and those Marines whom we helped while under night attack in the mountains north of the Nam O Bridge in Quang Nam (Feb 22), under attack in an open rice paddy northwest of Liberty Bridge in Quang Nam (April 21), engaged in combat with a large North Vietnamese Army force near the village of My Hiep (3) (May 9), under mortar attack on the island near Hoi An (Mar 17), and the lone Lt. with red hair who led the attack off our ramp into a fire fight, the same one we came back for, re-entered the zone and grabbed out of the fire fight near An Hoa (April 28).
By my count on every mission we were a team of pilot, copilot, crew chief, two gunners at each .50 cal, and the Navy Medic, or in the case of Doc Linkous, a Navy Doctor on board, not to overlook the maintenance crew that constantly went without rest to keep the aircraft "up". We were and are a Marine Air-Ground team linked by oath and blood to those on the ground we serve. We all achieved the missions and we all respect the memory of our Squadron mates and Marines on board who paid for the lives of their fellow Marines with their own.
And we all did this under the guidance and inspiration of a gentleman named Gene, whom we roast in song and toast in admiration.
All the best to all Purple Foxes and those we serve.
Semper Fi,
Pat
The Ospreys entertained us with a couple of fly bys the day they flew out of Grand Junction.
The first one went right over the top of our house.
In both videos, objects are much closer than they appear.
The second Osprey headed directly over the house and goes out of sight above The Colorado National Monument.
This past weekend we Colorado Tailhookers flocked to the Western Slope of our great state to watch and partake in the Grand Junction Airshow and then later marshal at NAS GJT (Hans and Kathy Schmoldt’s Ranch) for proper socializing and liquid refreshment.
It’s going to take me a few articles to address all of the stories from the weekend. But some highlights will include:
Sharing history Original Blue Angel member Al Taddeo
His reunion with WWII Night Fighter off the Enterprise, Bob Benson
Marine POW, Bill Angus
Royal Canadian Navy Aviator Bryan Hayter and memories of his TBM
The Mad Hatter of Grand Junction! Hans Big Guns Schmoldt!
Live music by “JD Hoag” of “The Ventures” and Marty Robbens fame!
And don’t leave your camera gear out when the “Winds of September” come early, or why seeing the cans of a Super Hornet up close is a bad thing!
But to kick things off here’s a taste of some of the Grand Junction Airshow!
Mile High Tailhookers are gathering this weekend (September 21-23) to enjoy the Grand Junction Airshow, featuring appearances by The Blue Angels and from VFA-106 “The Gladiators”, LT Chris “Grippy” Snyder, LT Tony “Neon” Rizio, LT Daniel “Trig” Osbourn and LT Jacob “Rooney” Lerner will be showing off the Rhino!
After the show on Saturday, a bunch of us (about 150 Tailhookers and other supporters of Naval Aviation in the Grand Junction Community) will be gathering at Hans and Kathy Schmoldt’s ranch to enjoy live music, eat tasty fix’ns, swap a few lies, and oh yeah… there might be some drinking! But on top of all of this, when we gather at NAS GJT (the Ranch) contributions are made willingly to the Capt. Roger “Spook” McFillen Tailhook Scholarship Fund!
This is a great time we all look forward to about every 3 years or so.
This year’s Cattle Baron’s BBQ (as it is referred to) promises to be extra special with the attendance of original Blue Angel member, Al Taddeo (pictured far left in this photo… w/ Butch Voris (cockpit) “Wick” Wickendol, and Billy May L-R).
We all looking forward to the fun and the camaraderie! (YHS will of course have Nikon in hand and will follow up with images and stories from the Western Slope!)
…NASA Engineering Safety Center conducted its own assessment, and principle engineer Clinton Cragg presented the findings during a House Armed Services Committee hearing Sept. 13. The assessment found that a high concentration of oxygen at low altitudes can lead to “absorption atelectasis,” in which too much oxygen can wash away necessary nitrogen within the lungs and cause lung tissue to collapse. The effects of high oxygen levels are compounded by the aircraft’s “inevitable acceleration,” Cragg said.
In the Career path of Naval Aviation, the hands down ‘coolest’ job is the one that includes the “Office with a Window”. However, “Shore Tours” or “Ships Company” tours are required in checking the necessary boxes expected for career advancement.
So what are the coolest jobs in Naval Aviation for the customary 2nd tour?
One job, identified by many who have worn the Yellow Shirt, is Cat and Arresting Gear Officer. AKA “Shooter”. So important is this role it is even immortalized here in the banner of The Tailhook Daily Briefing. We all know “That Pose” and what it means. You’re going flying! Whether you like it or not!
For those of you who visit these pages for an education about Naval Aviation I offer up the following narrative from guest author Cdr. Bill “Pinch” Paisley (USN Ret) a former F-14 RIO and a “Shooter” aboard The USS Eisenhower (CVN-69) about what it was to be a Shooter.
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Being a Cat Officer on a US aircraft carrier was one of the coolest jobs I ever had - bar none (outside a cockpit, mind you). You'd come up on deck 30 min before launch to get everything all set with the V-2 guys and (now) gals, pre-flight the cat, walk the track, inspect the aircraft holdback equipment, all that. If it was a morning launch, you'd be up at 0-dark-30 as your cat teams do their pre-operational checks and shoot no-loads - the cat firings with no aircraft attached to verify proper operation. You'd also be up for some of those early morning sunrises at sea where you simply catch your breath in its beauty.
If you had weight chit duty, you'd head on over to Flight Deck Control at the base of the island where each aircrew would stop by to drop off a slip of paper with their aircraft weight and scheduled ordnance, if they had any bombs or missiles. You'd find the heaviest aircraft and calculate what the winds were needed to get that aerospace pig flying, and report that to the Boss up in Pri Fly, who would pass on to the bridge so they knew what wind over the deck was required. (Probably one of my first "Note To Self" moments: When you leave Flight Deck Control with these 16 or 18 little pieces of paper, you shove them in your pocket to save and review if there is some question about wind over deck. Shove them *deep* into your pocket. You do not want them working their way out and spreading, snow-storm-like down the deck in 30 knots of wind and exhaust and all that. Tends to bring unwanted attention to yourself).
We'd launch the E-2 Hawkeye 10 minutes before the regular launch to give them time to get out on station. Catapults are numbered from Starboard to Port, the Bow Cats being #1 and #2 and the Waist Cats being #3 and #4. After the ‘Hummer’ was launched, the Bow cat officer would get with the waist cat officer - and this is when the fun would start - and we'd coordinate the launch – who would go first (say Cat 2), then who was next (cat 3), and so on. There was always a sequence you needed to follow - for example to make sure exhaust from one aircraft at full power won't send hot confused and roiling air into the intake of some other aircraft at full power. Or, as evidenced in the video (embedded further down in this article), catapult 2 was launched first because a Tomcat's wings, when positioned on catapult spread for launch, foul the catapult 3 shot line.
A carrier, as they say, is predictable in two evolutions - that is, a sub or whatever will know *exactly* where it is headed - and that is during launch and during recovery. Even today with the advanced submersed weapons that can find anything anywhere, you still want to remain as unpredictable a platform as you can. As a result, you wanted to get that launch wrapped up *as quick as possible* so the carrier can be on its merry way. So once we started, it was "load and shoot", over and over again till done.
After the E-2 shot, the flight deck beacon (tells everyone the status of the launch (red hold, amber 5 minute warning, green launch!)) the flight deck boys would bring up the jets and position them as per our launch sequence plan (LSP). After that, wed' just wait...usually in 30 knots of wind, often (on the waist) hot exhaust blowing on you, just...waiting.
Even though we were tied in to everyone and everything via radio, we'd still sit there and watch that beacon. The light on the island would go from red to amber - meaning 5 minutes to launch. Load up the cats - 4 jets would be taxied up, one to each catapult - nose launch bar lowered, holdback attached, Tomcat wings would spread, flaps lowered, weapons armed, and we'd stand by, knowing everything was working smoothly, just waiting for that green light. When it went green, no time to waste...you gave the "come on" signal with your hands to the hook up petty officer, he did his magic to make sure there was a good hook up (launch bar into catapult shuttle), and you start your finger-waggling "go to full power" signal.
While this was going on cat 2, cat 3 was coming up to full power too. A perfect first launch was a "boom" as the cat 2 pistons, each weighing a ton, hit the water brakes at about 160 mph - separated by a second or two by a second "boom" as the cat 3 pistons hit. After that, you launch 'em as fast as the Fly petty officers can load them. You are always peeking over to the other launch cats (bow to waist or waist up to bow) to see where they are in their sequence so you could time yours to be a second after theirs.
You'd say the little Cat O litany as you are scanning the aircraft during the launch process to make sure everything *looks* right- "Flaps, slats, panels, pins (all look good), man is out (hook up petty officer is out from under the aircraft), thumbs up (meaning good hook up), thumbs up final checkers (dudes
at the aft part of the aircraft have thumbs up, meaning the engine area on the jet is looking good - no leaks, fuel or hydraulic or anything like that), winds are good...going burner...burner looks good (if it is a burner shot), scan the cat track up to the bow/end of the waist, back along the deck edge (no FOD, or people where they shouldn't be), back to the pilot and aircraft, up to the rotating beacon to make sure it hasn't turned red for some reason, back to the pilot to make sure he is still good to go, check winds to make sure they are still what they need to be, check steam for 520 psi pressure, back to pilot, watch for that salute (because everyone knows you always salute when you leave the ship!), make sure he is not shaking his head "NO!" and *boom*...that airplane is going flying!
The shaking of the pilot's head "NO!" was an important part in this whole evolution. If there is a problem inside the cockpit that could be a serious problem, the pilot could not always be counted on to be able to communicate that problem via radio - electrical failure, radio malfunction, chatter on the communications network, whatever. The Cat Officer's last look is at the pilot.
When the "launch" button is pressed, a signal is sent to open the launch valve control valve, porting a specific amount (based on aircraft weight) of high pressure hydraulic fluid to open the launch valves, allowing steam at 520 pounds per square inch to travel through the launch valves, pushing the catapult pistons, with the aircraft hooked up to them, accelerating a 34-ton F-14 to 150 miles per hour in 300 feet.
In the middle of this whole launch event, I can remember thinking once "This. Is. Kick. ASS!" and how no place else in the world could you have this much action and responsibility and coolness and sense of worth and knowing you are part of one of the finest and most complex evolution ever devised by man. It is at times like that you realize you are at - yes, as Cat O during a launch - you are at the apex of that whole pyramid of complex engineering and action. America had 12 carriers at that time with 2 or 3 in extended refit, leaving 9 or 10 active deployable carriers. Each of these remaining carriers had 3 or 4 qualified and experienced catapult officers as part of her ship's company, so you realize...I am doing a job that only a couple dozen people in the world do. I know there were other jobs for a JO's second tour that may have been more fun and glamorous and sexy or whatever, but for sheer excitement and a studly "clank-when-you-walk" factor? Hard to beat this.
~ Pinch
So there you have it. What’s your idea of a cool Naval Aviation Job (Not in the window office)?
Sad word today that Neil Armstrong - Naval Aviator, test pilot and first man on the Moon, has passed. Neil Armstrong typified the "quiet professional" whose coolness in extremis events were exemplified in flying the X-15 and especially so on orbit as commander of Gemini VIII when things suddenly went very, very wrong (@ the 8:12 point). That same coolness during an emergency and quiet, detailed approach to problem solving were key factors in his selection as mission commander for Apollo 11. He was, in a manner of speaking, the antithesis of the silver screen's version of the test pilot, and reveled in his engineering nerdiness - "I am, and ever will be, a white socks, pocket protector, nerdy engineer." That same quiet professionalism characterized his post-astronaut life back on Earth when instead of seeking the spotlight, he took to a lectern instead.
Neil Armstrong—Neil Alden Armstrong (1930- 2012 ) was born on 5 August 1930 on his grandparents' farm near Wapakoneta, Ohio, to Stephen and Viola Armstrong. Because Armstrong's father was an auditor for the state of Ohio, Armstrong grew up in several communities, including Warren, Jefferson, Ravenna, St. Marys, and Upper Sandusky, before the family settled in Wapakoneta.
Armstrong developed an interest in flying at age two, when his father took him to the National Air Races in Cleveland, Ohio. His interest intensified when he went for his first airplane ride in a Ford Tri-Motor, a "Tin Goose," in Warren, Ohio, at age six. From that time on, he claimed an intense fascination with aviation. At age 15, Armstrong began taking flying lessons at an airport north of Wapakoneta, working at various jobs in town and at the airport to earn the money for lessons in an Aeronca Champion airplane. By age 16, he had his student pilot's license—before he even passed his automobile driver's test and received that license and before he graduated from Blume High School in Wapakoneta in 1947. Immediately after high school, Armstrong received a scholarship from the U.S. Navy. He enrolled at Purdue University and began his studies of aeronautical engineering. In 1949, the Navy called him to active duty, where he became an aviator, and in 1950, he was sent to Korea. There he flew 78 combat missions from the aircraft carrier USS Essex.
After mustering out of the Navy in 1952, Armstrong joined the National Advisory Committee for Aeronautics (NACA). His first assignment was at the NACA’s Lewis Research Center, near Cleveland, Ohio. For the next 17 years, he was an engineer, test pilot, astronaut, and administrator for NACA and its successor agency, the National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA). In the mid-1950s, Armstrong transferred to NASA's Flight Research Center in Edwards, California, where he became a research pilot on many pioneering high-speed aircraft, including the well-known, 4,000 mile-per-hour X-15. He flew over 200 different models of aircraft, including jets, rockets, helicopters, and gliders. While there, he also pursued graduate studies and received a master of science degree in aerospace engineering from the University of Southern California.
Armstrong transferred to astronaut status in 1962, one of nine NASA astronauts in the second class to be chosen. He moved to El Lago, Texas, near Houston's Manned Spacecraft Center, to begin his astronaut training. There he underwent four years of intensive training for the Apollo program to land an American on the Moon before the end of the decade. On 16 March 1966, Armstrong flew his first space mission as command pilot of Gemini VIII with David Scott. During that mission, Armstrong piloted the Gemini VIII spacecraft to a successful docking with an Agena target spacecraft already in orbit. Although the docking went smoothly and the two craft orbited together, they began to pitch and roll wildly. Armstrong was able to undock the Gemini and used the retro rockets to regain control of his craft, but the astronauts had to make an emergency landing in the Pacific Ocean.
As spacecraft commander for Apollo 11, the first piloted lunar landing mission, Armstrong gained the distinction of being the first person to step onto the surface of the Moon. On 16 July 1969, Armstrong, Michael Collins, and Edwin E. "Buzz" Aldrin began their trip to the Moon. Collins was the Command Module pilot and navigator for the mission. Aldrin, a systems expert, was the Lunar Module pilot and became the second person to walk on the Moon. As commander of Apollo 11, Armstrong piloted the Lunar Module to a safe landing on the Moon's surface. On 20 July 1969, at 10:56 p.m. EDT, Neil Armstrong stepped down onto the Moon and made his famous statement, "That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind." Armstrong and Aldrin spent about 2.5 hours walking on the Moon, collecting samples, doing experiments, and taking photgraphs. On 24 July 1969, the three men splashed down in the Pacific Ocean. They were picked up by the aircraft carrier USS Hornet.
The three Apollo 11 astronauts were honored with a ticker tape parade in New York City soon after returning to Earth. Armstrong received the Medal of Freedom, the highest award offered to a U.S. civilian. Armstrong's other awards coming in the wake of the Apollo 11 mission included the NASA Distinguished Service Medal, the NASA Exceptional Service Medal, 17 medals from other countries, and the Congressional Space Medal of Honor.
Armstrong subsequently held the position of Deputy Associate Administrator for Aeronautics, NASA Headquarters, Washington, DC, in the early 1970s. In that position, he was responsible for the coordination and management of overall NASA research and technology work related to aeronautics. After resigning from NASA in 1971, he became a professor of aerospace engineering at the University of Cincinnati and served from 1971 to 1979. During the years 1982 to 1992, Armstrong served as chairman of Computing Technologies for Aviation, Inc., in Charlottesville, Virginia. He then became chairman of the board of AIL Systems, Inc., an electronics systems company in Deer Park, New York. At the time of his passing, Armstrong was living on his farm in Lebanon, Ohio. (NASA)
Fair winds and following seas ... and may you rest in peace.
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