Today the news is full of the story of former President George H.W. Bush doing another sky dive with the
Golden Knights to celebrate his 85th birthday. It's amazing that he is in such great shape that he can do this. He definitely shows a zest for life!
Watching the footage and listening to people talk about it today while I've been quilting reminded me of someone else who experienced the thrill and honor of jumping with the
Golden Knights.
In 2003, a few months after his 40th birthday, Mike realized a dream and did a tandem jump with the Army's elite parachute team. He happened to be in North Carolina attending a conference or meeting (don't remember now) and was asked the question "anything else we can do for you, Sgt Major?" His reply was , "yes, I'd love to jump with the Golden Knights". And so he did.


Mike said "NO, those aren't overly fat checks; that is called the effects of falling toward Earth at Terminal Velocity from 13,500 feet".

Mike's description of this pic: "Mike thanking Billy for an AWESOME ride. I can not wait to do this again. As one of the videographers so eloquently stated, 'Skydiving is the most fun you can have with your clothes on!' Billy and I opened our parachute at 5,000 feet above the ground and then steered into the landing".

Accompanying this picture when he sent it to me:
"Mom, this is the sign on the back of my harness and all parachutes. I know you can't read it. It basically states "DANGER, parachute systems sometimes fail to operate....." The yellow handle sticking out the top is a knife that my tandem partner could have used to cut me loose if things went bad.....is that trust or what ?"
I don't know where he gets the nerve to do stuff like this. I get nauseous standing on a chair.