I was always  the  guy  back of  the  famous photo.  Made  eventful  life  rubbing  elbows, Flying  combat  with my  Wing  Commander  Chuck Yeager ( for years  advising my  spark plug choice at  dinner time) who’s  boss  at  Clark  AB PI was  Maj Gen Bennie  O Davis, famed  black airman. Mornings,I’d  park my  ’55  Speedster  front of the O Club as   he  was  back from a  brisk parade  ground walk. “Dugout Doug” Supremo Commander  Philippine Forces   once did  the  same in  30’s.  I’d  the 0nly  Porsche  Speedster in the  Pacific shipping  there from Oakland  Terminal on  leaving  USA. The  owner  of  P. I.  Esso Gas  came  over  and wanted  to buy  it for  son when I filled  up on way to Clark from Manila  Port in August ’66; “I’ll take  it  when you  leave  for USA”.

Nope MY Porsches  were  MY Porsches  that’s  that! so bought  a  68 Targa for  delivery to next  assignment  in  S Carolina . Front yard had  a  ’55, ’63  and  ’68  pius  a  ’65 Falcon to get  between their  port  arrivals.  Silly  Powder blue  coupe has been drivng  around  N Californa  Eureka area with a  red  rt  front fender nephew   replaced

Laugh my  head  off to se it  again on 101

My ’63  coupe  is  in   3rd restoration;  other 2 long  gone not my  fault. Got  married and  went into a  ’73  3L BMW Bavaria;

my  wife  was selling Jet Jocks sport  cars  tax  free.

I’d  found it  in a  hay barn  fire Lake Elsinore and  was the  car  James Dean traded  for ‘Lil Bastard”  that  killed him on way to road  races in my hometown Salinas,Sept  ’55. Kid named  Turnipseed!! in  a  ’50 Ford  going east  back to Fresno State. Dean was  blinded by  setting  sun heading   west to Paso Robles.

All she  wrote  for  Jimmie, mechanic  lived. The  racer became   famed  DEATH CAR rebuilt.My Speedster kept  me  alive  cross half the  world back to Germany in  ’69. Anyway was  a lovely  now Porsche rubinrot from Dean’s  white  since  all my Porsche’s  were red.     Bennie  would  say “Nice  car,  Captain.” I’d  say, ” Thank you, General” and  go our  ways.