"BAR" wrote in message
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Don White wrote:
"BAR" wrote in message
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The skydiver is the only sane one of the bunch. Stepping out of a
Casa-212, at 12,500 feet, with 20 of your friends with you and turning 4
or 5 points. Dumping the main at 2,000 and swooping in to a perfect one
point landing. Only thing better is the last load of the day dumping the
main at 6,000 reaching into your jumpsuit and pulling out a beer or two
and enjoying the peaceful ride. I sure do miss skydiving.



Land on your head once too often?

Actually no, I never landed on my head from a skydive. In fact I never had
to use my reserve, 1700 jumps all landing on a main canopy. Do you want to
read the newspaper articles written about me and my skydiving?


You mean the promotional ones you paid to have inserted?

Don White wrote:
"BAR" wrote in message
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Don White wrote:
"BAR" wrote in message
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The skydiver is the only sane one of the bunch. Stepping out of a
Casa-212, at 12,500 feet, with 20 of your friends with you and turning 4
or 5 points. Dumping the main at 2,000 and swooping in to a perfect one
point landing. Only thing better is the last load of the day dumping the
main at 6,000 reaching into your jumpsuit and pulling out a beer or two
and enjoying the peaceful ride. I sure do miss skydiving.


Land on your head once too often?
Actually no, I never landed on my head from a skydive. In fact I never had
to use my reserve, 1700 jumps all landing on a main canopy. Do you want to
read the newspaper articles written about me and my skydiving?


You mean the promotional ones you paid to have inserted?



Washington Times weekend magazine, late August 1990. This is the article
that caused my wife and I to meet. Do you want to ask her?

The Virginia-Pilot and Ledger Star, Sunday May 24 1992, front page. I'm
they guy in the second ring at 11 o'clock, blue jumpsuit with the red
and silver fan on the container.