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I have a question about license numbers
Skymonkey13 replied to Skymonkey13's topic in General Skydiving Discussions
I have noticed this for a long time now so i just thought i would ask. Now i know that alot of people either fudge on their numbers and that some of them are done as a joke and they are just kidding for whatwvwr reason, but some seem to be meant to be serious. Now i will use Tbrown as a example, and not because i'm saying he's lying or anything like that so please don't take offense to this Tom. As i said, i'm just using your numbers as a reference. Now this is what Toms profile reads, tbrown Personal Information Real Name: Thomas Brown Nick Name: Tom Location: North America/United States/California City: Huntington Beach Interests: Reading, home brewed beers, live music collection, swimming, diabolical intrigue, and merriment. Email: browntb3@earthlink.net Jump Profile Home DZ: Perris Valley License: D 6533 License Org: USPA Number of Jumps: 740 Years in Sport: 11 Now my question is, Tom has less than 15 jumps more than i do, which i know does'nt mean anything, but i notice he's got a "D" license number of D-6533 and has been jumping for 11 years. I have 727 jumps and got my "D" license back in Oct. of 97 and have been jumping for going on 15 years and only have a number of 20205 and when i started jumping the "D" numbers seemed to be a lot higher than what Tom's is. I'm almost sure they were in the HIGH four digits shortly after i started jumping. So i am just wondering whats going on, and again , i'm not bashing Tom just using his numbers as a reference as i've seen a lot of others that just did'nt seem kosher but a lot of them were surely not correct for whatever reason. Please don't take offense Tom. -
Come on....this was a Opening Day Boogie...with a Super Otter..something KC has not seen since Mobey Dick was a Anchovy....sure it was full all day. Will you be back next week-end, and the next, and the next? I am from the KC area, and would love it as much as anyone if we had a full time turbin DZ, but i also know the area well enough to know it will not now, as in the past, support a full-time turbin DZ. I wish the new owners all the LUCK in the world, but also question how much research they did concerning the viability of a turbin DZ in this area. As much as i would like it, this area just does'nt have the jumpers to be able to keep it going. I will say that the new owners have got to have some big balls, because they are fighting a county that not only has the 4th largest County Jail in Missouri, and thats saying alot compared to their size, but they just had a judge order a Utility Company to demolish a brand new 150 million dollar complex they just built because they did'nt follow the County's rules. "Aquilla" sp? I don't give it a year, unless the owners have alot of money they need to get rid of as a tax write-off.
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Thanks Jerry, it's cool to know that.
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Quotewhatever,Maybe you and people like you are the reason there have been no turbines in the are/reply] That is really a idiotic statement I keep seeing you stick your nose in this topic when your not even in this area. Your just a little pot stirer....aren't ya? What did i say that had anything to do with having a turbine in this area?
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A few questions: How many people usually attend a Boogie-'til-Ya-Puke event? What does the King Air hold, 12-14 jumpers? I have jumped it before but can't remember how many it holds without looking back in my log book. How many loads per hour? This King Air holds 14 jumpers. Capable of 4.2 loads per clock hour (includes refueling). Can do 48 loads on April 15 (8AM until sunset). Average number of skydivers that attend is around 80. Average number of jumps on a single day event is around 7. Some will make 12, some will make 2. Mike Thanks Mike, i was just looking for some numbers, I have no dought how hard you fly having rode in the co-pilot seat on high alti jumps at both Quincy and Rantoul with you. And i have no dought how fast you can get the bird down since i have pics of you passing and waving at me in freefall after exit.
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In the pic it looks like he is wearing 2 altimeters. Am i seeing things right, or what?
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Missouri River Valley Skydivers Boogie
Skymonkey13 replied to franksback's topic in Events & Places to Jump
Sunshine, please don't let all this stupid bickering paint a bad image in your mind of all the jumpers in this area. I have jumped here for 14 years and have jumped at all DZ's mentioned with the execption of the new one that just opened. Although i did begin my jumping at the same airport that the new one is opening at,way back when it was called Horizon Skydiving. I have jumped at every DZ there has been in this area, including the one in Independence Mo. where the plane crash (not skydiving accident) took place in March of 98 taking the lives of many of my friends and jumping buddies. DZ politics have been around every since the second DZ opened and i'm speaking of the entire USA, not just the midwest. The best way i have found to deal with it is to simply not participate in it. DZ politics work the same way as Rumor Control, it only goes on as long as there is people willing to participate in it. I personally know both the DZO's at MRVS and SDKC and i feel they are being painted with a dirty paint brush. And i wonder why the people who are making the post about them almost always seem to have just opened a account and magicly found their way to only a few threads concerning the NEW and OLD DZ's. I'm getting a little off on what i'm trying to say here so let me make it easy. I have jumped at alot of other DZ's as well, and lets face it, there are assholes at each and every DZ, I've seen them at each one i've been to. Do i jump with them.....NO Do i listen to them....NO Do i rate the DZ, or the DZO on what they say....NO Please don't let anything anyone has said in this or any other thread paint a bad picture of Mid-West jumpers in your mind. Paint that picture yourself after visiting each one of them. We would love to jump with you and show you a good time at any DZ. I am just a fun jumper and all i want to do is have fun, not participate in the politics or gossip mongering. -
Missouri River Valley Skydivers Boogie
Skymonkey13 replied to franksback's topic in Events & Places to Jump
Any new info on how the boogie is going as of Sat. evening? Hope everyone is having a good time and wish i was able to be there. :() -
Blimp Jumps all Weekend April 1-2 at Cross Keys!
Skymonkey13 replied to FFAdventures's topic in Events & Places to Jump
A few questions. What are the actual chances of being able to jump this blimp? 1. How many jumper will it hold? 2. What is the turnaround time for a blimp? 3. What is the price of a jump ticket? Thank You -
This is for horizontal pics, and the [piece of aluminum i have is 1/8 inch thick. Will that be Ok?
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What thickness would you suggest for a aluminum mount for a still camera only?
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Thanks alot guys i really appreciate it.
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When making a homemade still camera mount, does the mount need to swivel up and down in order to sight the camera in?
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"Teddy's Story" As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers. At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around." His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle." His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death had been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken." Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class". By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets." A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs.Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life. Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer-the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD. The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs.Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference." Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
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Thanks, but thats the ones i have right now. But i'm almost ready to have to order more, and awhile back i seen a site where you could send in your own pics, but i can't find the site now. Thanks anyway for the help.
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Does any one know of a site you can order checks using your own pictures on them? Thanks
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Thanks, Jib, and Bozo.
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Why do some of the old rounds have holes at the top? What is that for?
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Wasn't they going to get sent home if they fell? Thats the only thing i can think of that would happen to them cause, as you say, they were wearing a harness.
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Now ya got me confused, Bob. Is it "Wuffo". or Whuffo"?
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I used to noodle all the time on the Grand Lake in Okie. We wo use 55 gal drums. We would cut the drums in galf long ways, then weld them together so you had a 6 foot long half barrel. Then we would cut a hole in one end. We put them on the bottom of the lake and set some big rocks on top of them; The we would use scuba gear, but only the weight belt, goggles, and the mouth piecs, we had the tanks in the boat and 150 feet of hose. We cut the arms off of a wet suit and used them to protect our arms. I have seen many over 100 pounds, but the biggest one i got myself was 94 pounds, and it almost drowned me.
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is there a story out there that just moves you....
Skymonkey13 replied to josheezammit's topic in The Bonfire
This one allways gets to me. TEDDY'S STORY... “A wonderful story from a friend of mine. “As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers. At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise. Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around." His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle." His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death had been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken." Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class". By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her "teacher's pets." A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs.Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life. Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer-the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD. The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs.Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference." Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."