Robert Stansfield

PILOT42@COMCAST.NET

After graduation in 1963:
US Navy
College
Professional Engineer
Government Research Facilities / Coal Gassification
Power Plants / Refineries / Synthetic Fuels Plants
NASA Oxidizer facility for the space shuttle boosters - Las Vegas NV
Senior Mentoring Engineer Bucharest Romania
Owner of Summit Engineering Services 2.5 years
Retired

Instructor / Mission Search & Instructor Pilot for the Civil Air Patrol. No longer active. Instructor Pilot for various aviation clubs. My wife and I were active in assisting my daughter's Traveling Hockey Team for several years. Our daughter Kathy is about 5 feet 2 inches and use to love checking opponents into the boards. She also played on & off for a men's team for a few years. I loved to watch her on the ice.

I have a very good friend who flew with me on search and rescue missions in the Rockies. He purchased a very nice light aircraft and I am trying to get him recurrent on flying instruments in bad weather again.

My big white American long hair cat, Bailey, and I hang out together in the yard on good weekend days. He follows me around the yard while I tend the garden or climbs the tree and watches until I go in.

1. Return to Italy with my wife & daughters. Visit family relatives in
the country. Tour the Vatican again.
2. Camp, hike and fly in New England once again.
3. Spend mote time near the ocean. I never thought I would miss
the ocean after I left the Navy. Out of a 6 year enlistment I
spent 4 years, 4 months and 4 days at sea. I guess you can take
the sailor away from the ocean but you can never get the salt out
of his heart.

Slower days, gentler times. Ice skating and hockey on various ponds in the winter. The smell of leaves burning and crisp cool air in the Autumn. Walking the train tracks from Needham Junction. Snug and warm in my bed while the rain pounded the windows and roof. Summers in New Hampshire.

I remember the people. Wrestling & football Team. Mr. Defasio in Gym Class. The sock hops on Saturday night. The good friends I made. We are all scattered to the winds now, but their memories are still with us.

Depends upon how fat I get.

Danny and the Juniors, "At the Hop". "On old Cape Cod". In our home my mother liked the Big Band era. I guess all those old songs grew up with me. Moonlight Seranade, Chatanooga Choo Cho. Now those are slow dances.

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