Al would come up to my homestead for coffee, back in the early 70's off the Denali Hwy. driving his cub tracking the collared wolves. Then twenty years later we had that armed stand-off that lasted two hours, me with the .458 win. mag. pointed at your belly, and you with the two cans of white gas to burn us out of your cabin, man you were pissed.
And then there was the Sept. 9'th 2001 when you dropped us off over near Canada, and came in on Sept. 20'th with a "Wild-wild story about the World Trade Center & the Pentagon". If you had not had a tear in your eye, we would never have believe what happened, while we were gone. Good bye Al, we fought, we shared the skies, You were a good man, and a Great Pilot.