How many Air Force NCOs did it take to get a horn antenna down off a tower during a dust storm in the high desert in CA??
One! Me! I was up on a tower hanging on for dear life.
Saved the antenna from any damage. Didn’t even get a medal for that!
Yes, and I have seen pictures of you doing so. So there was at least one other individual who should have been helping you...but he or she was too busy playing photojournalist.
Years ago I worked at a small private airport as chief flight instructor. One day the boss took me into the woods about half a mile from the runway, where the airport beacon was located atop a 60-foot-tall pole. The beacon had stopped working and the manager climbed the pole to detach it and bring it down with him for inspection. The beacon was the size and weight of a large color TV. Just as he released the beacon from its mount and started down, he dropped it. As it came whistling down at me like 50 pounds of death, he yelled, “Catch it!” Like hell. I bolted out of the way and the beacon hit the ground next to me like an exploding mortar round. The bastard yelled at me for not “catching it.”