{"id":109935,"date":"2017-12-04T14:27:00","date_gmt":"2017-12-04T14:27:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2023-01-08T10:56:26","modified_gmt":"2023-01-08T10:56:26","slug":"farewell-to-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cvnextjob.com\/index.php\/2017\/12\/04\/farewell-to-friend\/","title":{"rendered":"Farewell to a Friend"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;\" class=\"sharethis-inline-share-buttons\" ><\/div><h3 class=\"post-title entry-title\" itemprop=\"name\"><\/h3>\n<div class=\"post-header\"> <\/div>\n<p>Every once in a while, we received one of those not-so-gentle reminders  about the fragile nature of that precious gift called life. <\/p>\n<p>I  found one of those reminders in today&#8217;s e-mail.  A colleague informed me  of the sudden passing of a former squadron-mate, who died over the  weekend.  All three of us had served in the same Air Force unit, but at  slightly different times.  My colleague didn&#8217;t know Rod, the gentlemen  who had passed away, but I knew him well. <\/p>\n<p>Rod arrived in our  squadron in 1994, at perhaps the busiest time in the unit&#8217;s history.  We  were involved in daily operations over Bosnia, completing a squadron  move to a base in the southwest, and subject to other tasking under  various OPlans and theater commanders.  I had just moved my family  cross-country when the unit was deployed to Puerto Rico, for the  invasion of Haiti.  Rod was still a student (and not yet qualified to  fly operational missions), but we took him along on the deployment.  In  military terms, we were a &#8220;low density\/high demand&#8221; asset, meaning that  we never had enough aircraft or crews to go around.  To support a sudden  deployment, we needed all the bodies we could get, mission-ready or  not. <\/p>\n<p>I would up running the mission planning cell in Puerto  Rico, and Rod was assigned to work for me.  We quickly discovered that  Rod was not only a good guy, he was all effort.  While the rest of us  planned the daily missions, he tied up all the loose ends.  Need someone  to arrange crew transportation for the next two weeks?  Rod was the  guy.  Someone to actually put all the maps and planning aids in mission  folders.  Rod took care of that.  Coordinate with life support so the  right amount of survival gear was packed on the right aircraft?  Rod had  already done that.  A lot of it was grunt work, but he didn&#8217;t care.   Rod got the job done&#8211;and then some&#8211;and we all owed him a debt of  thanks. <\/p>\n<p>Just days after returning from Puerto Rico, the squadron  deployed again, this time to Saudi Arabia.  Saddam was threatening to  invade Kuwait (again), and once more, we got the call.  With unit  manning still critical, we decided to make Rod part of our advance team,  which would handle the beddown of aircraft, crews and equipment at  Dhahran.  The advance party consisted of three people: a Lieutenant  Commander (one of our battlestaff directors), Rod, and yours truly.   Once again, Rod was indispensable.  At one point, we worked 40 hours  straight, but when the aircraft and crews arrived from the state, we  were ready.  Our unit met all of its operational tasking in Saudi  Arabia, and once again, Rod played an important role in that success. <\/p>\n<p>Amid  all the deployments, Rod earned his MR status, and went on to serve  with distinction as a combat crew member over Bosnia.  But most  importantly, he was a great human being; always positive and upbeat, and  invariably with a smile on his face.  He was passionate about his  family, aviation and photography, in that order.  Rod was not only a  private pilot, he was one of those rare (read: daring) individuals who  build and fly kit aircraft.  When I left the unit in 1995, his latest  creation was still under construction in the garage, but eventually he  took it into the skies. <\/p>\n<p>I ran into Rod again ten years later, in  the hallway of the building where I work.  In retirement, he had signed  on with a defense contractor, and worked in an office across the  street.  We spent more than a half-hour chatting in the hallway,  reliving old times and catching up with each other.  We promised to have  lunch sometime, a promise that was renewed every time we crossed paths  in the parking lot, or a conference room. <\/p>\n<p>Sadly, that lunch will  never happen, at least in this lifetime.  There will be a memorial  service for Rod in a few days, and I&#8217;m sure there will be a large  turnout, because he accumulated friends wherever he went.  We&#8217;ll laugh  and shed a few tears in remembrance of an outstanding officer, a  wonderful husband and father, and a true friend. <\/p>\n<p>Rod died before  his 45th birthday, far too young, and a reminder that our time on this  planet is all too brief.  He crammed quite a bit of living&#8211;and  accomplisment&#8211;into the time he had, and we would do well to emulate his  example.  Live every day as if it were your last; tell your wife that  you love her, give your kids a hug before you go to work, spend time  doing something you truly enjoy.<\/p>\n<p>And make time for lunch with a friend.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Every once in a while, we received one of those not-so-gentle reminders about the fragile nature of that precious gift called life. I found one of those reminders in today&#8217;s e-mail. A colleague informed me of the sudden passing of a former squadron-mate, who died over the weekend. 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