I've known three judges, all through flying. The one who was the most fun to be around was absolutely crazy, the second was a lot of fun in a cockpit and nobody I'd want to deal with in court. The third was Charles Older, first ace of the Flying Tigers, top American ace of the China-Burma-India theater (21 victories), who was appointed t…
I've known three judges, all through flying. The one who was the most fun to be around was absolutely crazy, the second was a lot of fun in a cockpit and nobody I'd want to deal with in court. The third was Charles Older, first ace of the Flying Tigers, top American ace of the China-Burma-India theater (21 victories), who was appointed to the LA Superior Court by his friend Ronald Reagan and whose first trial was the Manson Murders. "I've never lost a moment's sleep sentencing all of them to death." (Interestingly, it was the 30th anniversary of the day he became an ace over Rangoon on December 23, 1941, the day a British correspondent wrote a report about "The Flying Tigers" and they were named) A man NOBODY crossed. If you were supposed to arrive at his house at 2:45, you set your watch by the Official Time before leaving home, arrived no later than 2:35 if not five minutes earlier, sat in your car till 2:43, went to his front porch, consulted your watch and rang, once, at 2:45. He answered within 30 seconds. One of the most interesting people I ever met, a guy his other fellow Flying Tigers were *still* in awe of 70 years later. Yeah, judges vary. I would never have wanted to be stupid enough to end up in the dock in his court.
I've known three judges, all through flying. The one who was the most fun to be around was absolutely crazy, the second was a lot of fun in a cockpit and nobody I'd want to deal with in court. The third was Charles Older, first ace of the Flying Tigers, top American ace of the China-Burma-India theater (21 victories), who was appointed to the LA Superior Court by his friend Ronald Reagan and whose first trial was the Manson Murders. "I've never lost a moment's sleep sentencing all of them to death." (Interestingly, it was the 30th anniversary of the day he became an ace over Rangoon on December 23, 1941, the day a British correspondent wrote a report about "The Flying Tigers" and they were named) A man NOBODY crossed. If you were supposed to arrive at his house at 2:45, you set your watch by the Official Time before leaving home, arrived no later than 2:35 if not five minutes earlier, sat in your car till 2:43, went to his front porch, consulted your watch and rang, once, at 2:45. He answered within 30 seconds. One of the most interesting people I ever met, a guy his other fellow Flying Tigers were *still* in awe of 70 years later. Yeah, judges vary. I would never have wanted to be stupid enough to end up in the dock in his court.