Tales of My Phantom FNG Moments

Everyone who has flown has been an FNG more than once. For the uninitiated that is a F’ing New Guy. The term FNG has been used in the Air Force, I can bet, as long at there were aircrews. It doesn’t matter your place in the cockpit there was always a time when you were an FNG. Moving on was a rite of passage; some achieved it easily, others not so much.  I had several FNG moments.

The first occurred during the phase of training where we learned how to do a parachute landing fall -PLF   This entailed some class room time, practice on a static stand where we learned to drop to the ground, land, and roll executing the PLF.  Then we were towed up in the air hanging from a line attached to a truck, and then pulled a release at about 300 feet and came down to do a PLF.   When I finished  the Chief Master Sgt turned to me and said “Captain, that was not a PLF – it was  A PFL — a Poor F’ing Landing.”  I knew from his tone I had reached my skill level as parachutist.

My second during my first flight in the F4 backseat.  This occurred in September 1972.   Our F4 taxied out of its parking space and slowly moved into position.  In the back seat I finished my checklists as the AC got permission to take off. I wasn’t excited or even nervous – actually I really didn’t know what to expect – just did what I was trained to do. Now on the runway, the AC pushed the throttles which had been idling in what was called “Military Power,” past the detente into afterburner, and released the brakes.

In the back, I called off 100 kts as we passed that speed and began to rapidly lift off.  Once in the training area we accomplished our training objectives.

When the flight was over the IP told me that I had handled the checklist  very well, the best he had ever seen.  That was the last nice thing he said to me.    The F4 took off at about 180 knots, the T-29 that I had trained on in Nav School cruised only slightly faster than that.  Consequently I was behind the power curve for most the the first flight,  truly an FNG moment.

When I left Luke, I had only about   180 hours in the backseat and I was on my way to combat in SEA. By definition all the men who arrived in SEA were FNGs and they were welcomed as such. Shortly after my arrival we had a squadron party to bid goodbye to the men leaving and welcome us.   The squadron commander got up and said, “Let’s welcome the New Guys (AKA F’ing New Guys).”  And the crowd roared “Hello A..holes.”  Then he said, “Let’s welcome the A..holes;” they responded “Hello New guys.”

Many of the New Guys were very cocky.  We had come to SEA proficient but not adept at what we were doing.  We would be crewed with more experienced men.   It was a process of learning from them and growing in our abilities.  We were FNGs but we weren’t yet trusted.

That trust would be slowly earned.


About jenorv

John E. Norvell is a retired Air Force Lt Colonel, decorated air combat veteran of the Vietnam War, and former Assistant Professor of American and Military History at the U.S. Air Force Academy. He has written freelance for the Washington Post, the Middle Tennessee Journal of Genealogy and History, and for several newspapers around the country.
This entry was posted in 13 TFS, Air Force, American History, F-4 Phantom II, F4 Phantom II, F4 PhantomII, Fighter Aircraft, Fighter pilot lingo, Fighter pilot slang, Luke AFB, Norvell Family History, Thailand, U Dorn RTAFB, Udorn RTAFB, Vietnam War and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

5 Responses to Tales of My Phantom FNG Moments

  1. MIke Hammon says:

    One of my FNG moments was when I was about 3 months into my tour and flying the jet in loose route as #2. Of course, I was all over the sky trying to stay in position. Lead came on the radio and asked, “Two, are you having a flight control malfunction?”. Took me awhile to get over that one, and one day about nine months into the tour, formation flying just clicked and I never had another “malfunction” like that.

    • Laidback says:

      I wasn’t by then an FNG, but being very much the worse for wear from the previous night’s exertions, left the stab augs out on a three ship formation take off with the boss as lead ( this was a Tiger Meet, part of a huge gaggle departure, many types, us in F4s ). Managed to do a relatively credible job, but , boy, was I working hard ; backseater suggested ‘ check stab augs’ ….problem resolved.

  2. Brad Dew says:

    I had just arrived at Clark AB. As standard, WSOs got stick time on the way back to the base. My pilot was very pro to the WSO learning to fly the jet. Was headed back to the base, flying the jet, and my pilot popped up and said, “Remind me to give you a dollar when we get down.” Not understanding that, I asked, “What for?” He replied, “That’s what I usually pay for a roller coaster ride.”

  3. Moe Southern says:

    I remember my first incentive ride, after working on the Phantoms for almost 10 years as a Crew Chief, we were briefed by an experienced WSO, (It was 12 sorties scheduled that day, all Maintenance incentive rides), and he told us that “there are two kinds of back seaters in the Phantom, Those who will puke AND those who will puke” ! That was our FNG brief for the day!

    • jenorv says:

      That is true. I knew many guys who puked every flight while we were upgrading to the backseat. I never did, and I never did in Combat — THEN when I went to Alaska we flew very violent maneuvers and you guessed it, I joined the club. So he was right.. haha thanks for sharing.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.