"We are having an impromptu FIGMO party this evening for Capt. Roberts who is leaving tomorrow. Free drinks in the Club from 1700 to 1900. After that I kind of think that things will take care of themselves.

I am sorry to see Capt. Roberts go. The squadron will never be the same I feel sure. He and Col. Weed made a perfect pair, one counter balancing the other, but both working together perfectly. Things won't be too bad, though, as Capt. Daly will be taking over Ops, and he is a good man too.

We shall all miss John Roberts, though. And we shall miss Col. Weed. That pair were really an experience to serve under -- an experience we shall all remember for a long time. Both are real fighter pilots, although there is a world of difference between them.

Col. Weed is the more quiet type. Nothing ever gets under his skin. Any pilot coming in the squadron feels immediately that he has a personal friend in him, and he does.

He is always right in there with the pilots in the squadron -- whether it be in the air, or in a snowball fight, or in the club having a party. I have never seen him drink too much, yet I have never seen him shirk a party. If a bunch of the boys come in and wake him up in the middle of the night to have a party, he goes right along in the spirit of the thing and joins the mob and wakes up the rest.

He doesn't smoke a big black cigar or swear like a trooper, but he can fly a mean fighter, and I can't think of anyone that I would rather have as my CO."

Lt. W. Starr, June 5, 1954

Notes on slide:

"Hartenbower (top left), Col. Weed (right), Goodwin (lower left), January '54"