readmission to the navy and they took me back in. [They] transferred me to
 Jacksonville, Florida, and I had a nice time there in a service squadron.

CJ: How long were you in Oklahoma before you went back into the navy?

RJ: I had finished two years of college.

CJ: So it was 1948?

RJ: It was late 1948 when I got back in the navy.

CJ: And Pierce was born [in] 1946?

RJ: That is right. He was born October 19, 1946. I forgot to mention that; how could
 I ever forget the good doctor? Anyway, we moved to Jacksonville and it was, again,
 most pleasant. We were in the navy there. Then they tightened up again so I got
 out of the navy and joined a reserve squadron flying PV airplanes. [It was] a terrible
 airplane. Anyway, I liked it and I could go to reserve squadron one weekend a
 month. I got four days' pay and that really helped. I started back at the University
 of Florida and on the weekends--once a month--I was in this reserve squadron. I
 could still fly; anytime during the month that I wanted to, I could go down there and
 get a plane. And [I could] fly wherever I wanted to. So that was real nice, because
 I could hop up to North Carolina occasionally and see my parents.

 A year later the Korean War started. And all of a sudden, they called my squadron
 back to duty. I had to quit school again and I was now [back] on active duty. I did
 not really mind, but a reserve squadron is not a very good part of the navy to be in.
 Anyway, I was one of the more experienced pilots. They were going to give us a
 different type of airplane. I had found myself some students and I was teaching three
 of them to fly twin-engine planes. I had pretty good status. I was doing very well
 with the old PV; it was a hard plane to fly, but I just happened to be able to fly it
 better than anybody else. So I established quite a reputation. All of a sudden they
 decided to give us P2V airplanes, which are big old Lockheed airplanes. [It is] a
 terrible airplane. I feel like suing Lockheed for ever producing such a monstrosity.

 Anyway, they decided to check me out. They were going to make me one of the
 plane commanders. That was quite an honor, since only about one out of every four
 was going to be a plane commander. I went out one morning on my second flight
 with the executive officer of the squadron. We took the commanding officer of the
 squadron next door with us because he had never flown in a P2V before and he
 wanted to see what it was like. So we went out, and L.B. Worley was the executive
 officer of my squadron; he was flying the plane. He flew it in a manner that I did
 not appreciate very much. In fact, he did some terrible things--things he was not
 supposed to [do]. He was making some practice landings at a deserted airfield down


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