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Apr

Alert Alert!! 319FiS Starfighters in action.

Tom Harmon, a young man, was working as Crew Chief on the F-104A Starfighter with 319 FiS at Homestead AFB during the Cuban Crisis, from 1963 till 1966. Some years ago Tom wrote a story about the typical Alert duties at Homestead during the tension period, which we were able to share on our website here.

Over the last 10 years, I have tried to reach out and find fellow USAF Airmen who were stationed with us at Homestead AFB, Florida between 1963-66, during the Cuban Crisis. We all went to boot at Lackland AFB, in Texas, then most up to Amarillo AFB, for Jet Fighter Mechanic Tech School. While home on leave, most all received telegrams, on or about February 15th ,1963, to report to Homestead AFB (HAFB), no later than March, 6th, 1963. Most of us went to school on F-102s or F-106s, then when we got to Homestead, had to go back to school on F-104 Lockheed Starfighters. Along with the daily school was OJT on the flightline with Sr Airmen & NCOs training us to be fully qualified jet Fighter flightline mechanics, and eventually the goal of Crew chiefs, of our own bird. So over the next three years, that is what we did on a daily basis, work on that hot blacktop flightline. This was a SAC base, with B-52 Bombers, and KC 135 Jet refuelers, also a TAC Sq of F100s, and our Squadron, the ADC 319th Fighter Interceptor Squadron. Our "Air Defense Command" Squadron was in charge of the defense and protection of the US Southern border. This was done thru the Alert Crew, of which I was part of, along with several of my fellow Squadron airmen. The 319th FIS, had 90% of all the scrambles in the USA, due to constant testing of our defenses by Cuban pilots in Russian Migs, flying over the Gulf of Mexico, from Cuba.

Tom Harmon on his Starfighter.
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The Alert area was basically two large carports with four hot F-104s in each port, on each side of the alert trailers. In between them were two large house trailers, parked back to back, one with pilots, the other with airmen. The duty was 24 hours on & 48 hours off, like a fireman. Next to the hangers was the Special Ops building, where the alert crew ate with the pilots, also the pilots dressed and all special equipment was stored and passed out to the pilots, as needed. Also there were two blue Ford Fairlane sedans, used to transport pilots to the flightline in a hurry if needed, or around the base, and also a Ford Econoline van for transporting airmen. There were at least 8 airman & 8 pilots living in those trailers 24/7, 365 days a year. We slept there, watched tv, played cards, and wrote letters. But as we scrambled jets, from the time of the klaxon horn going off, we prepared to turn them around, or move another hot jet into an empty spot. When I say hot, I mean loaded with 20 mm Vulcan cannon, and two heat seeker Sidewinder missiles, one on each wingtip. It takes 3 airman to scramble a fighter, plus pilot, just 3 minutes from horn to takeoff, in day or night! Now along with the Alert Crew, there was a day & night shift, so we would rotate those different jobs during the next 3 years were stationed there. So that was our jobs back then to work on F-104 Fighters, either on the flightline or on the Alert crew. My son recently asked me if I could still crew a fighter, I said, sure , if I could get up the ladder!

This is how a "scramble" happened!

I always had a top bunk, the klaxon horn would go off in the middle of the night, and we would just hit the floor, put our boots on, and hit the door, with tidy whiteys on. We ran down a ramp to the blacktop, and each three man crew would race to one of the two "hot birds", we would always scramble two at a time. One airman would follow the pilot up the ladder, get him strapped in, and back down & remove the ladder, at the same time one airman started the plush unit, or air compressor, and the other started the MD-3 power unit, which were already hooked up to all of the hot birds. The pilot was getting all the switch's turned on, and going thru his checklist, then firing up the igniters to start the J79 jet engine, and then reaching up, and pulling down and locking the canopy. The ladder man was then removing the safety pins in the sidewinder missiles, by then the pilot was firing up the jet, the power was disconnected, then the air plush unit disconnected, the ladder man kicked the chocks out, ran out front of the bird, raised his arms, and motioned to the pilot, that he was ready to roll out, saluted him, and the pilot put the power to the jet, and it rolled out of the carport, and headed for the runway, less the 100 yards away, lined up, and kicked that jet in gear, and it raced down the runway, and was airborne, all this in about 3 minutes! So saying all that, I still think there was 6 airmen, and six pilots, because there were showers & sleeping beds for pilots in the Special Ops building, and I think that a number of pilots were always in that building also, if needed. Also the Alert kitchen was in that building, where the pilots & airman ate together, it was run by a NCO cook, who would make your eggs as you wanted, which was pretty cool to us, use to eating in the chowhall. And if really needed, the flightline was always full of airmen, if needed to launch more alert birds. But to my knowledge that never happened. This is my memory, of how a Lockheed F-104A Starfighter, went from zero to Mach 2, in less than 3 minutes!

319FiS Altert!!!
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Major Donald E. "Don" Kelley at the Alert Area (1965) Major Donald J. Parsons at the Alert Area (1965)
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As just a young man at 18 when I arrived, it was amazing at how much trust was given to us young airmen on the flight line. Also it was very exciting to be on the Alert Crew and help scramble those "hot birds"!

Tom Harmon 1-989-389-0102 St. Helen. Mich USAF 1962-1966

4 Comments

  1. Detlef Stark

    “This is my memory, of how a Lockheed F-104A Starfighter, went from zero to Mach 2, in less than 3 minutes!” Love that statement although with a wink.

    Great story and YES, the responsibility given to young men in those days was tremendous.

  2. John Tuberty

    Brings back memories of the beginning of the 104 time in Bodo, Norway. As soon as the RNoAF pilots were checked out and two aircraft were positioned into Alert, the Russians sent one of their bombers to checkout how fast their reaction time was. The two 104’s soon intercepted the bomber and took the requisite photos. One of these RnoAF pilots was Herman Kjellesvig. The Russians knew when the 104’s went on Alert from their local spy or spies which we had been warned about. This became almost a weekly/montly routine.

  3. Patrick Janssen

    Great story! I have the feeling that today in Europe we are not so far from what happened at that time .
    I can only hope that all involved keep their cool and that we only have practice scrambles and not the real stuff.
    Looking at the stencilling on the right hand side it looks as if the plane where Tom is standing in still has the downward ejection seat.

  4. Harry Prins Post author

    Tom Harmon would like to add something about one of the pilots he knew very well and lost his life in a tragic accident in 1983.
    See below two important comments:

    Brothers.
    This is how I was helped identify the past pilots of the 319th FISmat HAFB,in Fl,from 1963-66. I could not have done it without the help of fellow 319th FIS Crew Chief,
    Florida,Ret.Firefighter/Inspector, Clark Riddle,he has a great memory,as well as a 319th yearbook to research.

    Once I had the name,it became a search & rescue operation,on the internet.
    Starting with obit,then “Search a Grave”,in Washington,Pa, then move to listed family members.
    Searching their obits,like last night,and found a son,Craig, of his brother,Frederick,in Los Alamos.NM,who was the nephew of Lt.Col,Donald Eugene Kelley.
    He was very emotional, to have the final link from his own dad Fredrick,to his uncle Don,which he had visited as a teen in Homestead.

    So I emailed him 19 photos,paperwork,etc,as well as stories of our time at the 319th FIS,HAFB.

    I will now tie all this up,in a final email to you all,and then to the F-104 Society,and will then tell his story in the comment section,to share with all the other members,who had a relationship with a man and his airplane,that he flew,and we fixed.
    I truly felt I owed Don Kelley,the man,this short story of the time we knew him,he was more then a pilot to me,he was Major Donald E.Kelley,the pilot of an F-104 Starfighter,he was the reason I enlisted in the USAF after high school graduation in 1962, I wanted to be around Jets,and the men who flew them.

    I was so lucky to have known them all,but for sure,Capt Gary Pearson,Capt Big Bill Freeland,Capt Shook,Capt Bernie Fisher,Capt JD”The Gun” Dunn, Capt Charlie Neel,and of course Major Donald Parsons,who always flew with a double Miami Vice style shoulder holster,with a pair of S&W Aircrew..38s.
    Also drove a silver 1965 Corvette Sting Ray,dude was way cool also.

    And finally who this story was all about,Major Donald E.Kelley, he drove a silver 55′ TBird,a rare hardtop with the portholes,he gave to his brother,when he moved to Alaska. I can see him now crusing the base with his Baush & Lomb Aviator sunglasses on.

    He really liked my 1965 GTO,because of the big V8 389, it was fast,and had Keystone mag wheels, was cool,and had a back seat! I thought I was cool also,and still wear Aviator sunglasses.

    But Major Don Parsons,was the man, the myth, the legend,he flew F-104 Starfghters.
    To all reading these memories of mine,and looking at the black & white photos,”you should have saw it in color”!

    Tom Harmon
    St.Helen,Michigan
    USAF 1962-68
    Crew Chief,F-104 Starfighter.
    319th Fighter Interceptor Sq.
    HAFB,Florida,
    Cuban Crisis

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    Brothers,
    This will always be how I remember then Major Kelley,as we called him,back in the 319th Fighter Interceptor Sq,Homestead AFB,from 1963 to 1966.
    He always treated me with great respect,as we preflighted and after he returned from a sortie or mission,the postflight.
    I can never remember him breaking an F-104,he brought them home safe.
    Little did we know he had already been a combat fighter pilot in Korea,flying the F84 he was in on the final bomb run there,blowing up ammo trains,at the end of that war in 1950, he was 22 years old.
    No wonder when he came to us in 1963, in his silver 1955 Ford Tbird,with portholes in the hardtop,that he was so cool and calm all the time.
    In fact he was so cool,he was like Steve McQueen in Cool Hand Luke.

    I liked him alot,in fact I have a photo of both him & Major Parsons,taken on Armed Forces Day,in front of the Alert trailers. He is sitting on the bumper of the Coleman Tug,for me to get his picture.
    Next came Major Parsons,standing in front of his beloved F-104.
    Another pilot,already battle tested,when they came to us.
    We did not know their past,as we were not bros,but we were their Crew Chiefs,and as such,we trusted one another, and he us,with his life!

    It has taken me all these years to read of their exploits after the Cuban Crisis
    when they were sent to Jungle Training school,and then to be checked out in both F-100s,& F-105s.
    He flew so many missions in Vietnam, the pilots called SEA,as many were in Uborn in Thailand.
    He was promoted to Lt.Col,and the list of medals,awards,and oak leaf clusters,including DFCs,& others,took up the entire space for that info,on his DD 214.
    He volunteered to go there,as most did,and flew jets into the raging fire inferno skies of SAMs,and ground fire,to complete each mission,and make it back to his base alive.
    He survived,many such missions, but others,did not, such as our own Capt Bill Grenzebach,shotdown 5-12-67,beacon was on when he hit the ground,never seen or heard from again,MIA,on the Wall now.

    So after Lt.Col Don Kelleys,last bomb run mission,he returned to the base,the war was over for him,it was 1970,Pres Johnson called for a bombing halt,his 100 missions,was a ticket back to Homestead,where after a little R&R,he filed for his retirement,with just over 20 years of service.
    Still had 54 days of accrued leave time left!
    Thats where his USAF career ended,as the paper trail,ended in 1970.

    Fast forward to 1983,he was living in Nome Alaska,flying for a private company,a Cessna 210. His load was a Itterod sled dog racer,handler & 12 dogs.
    Heading into NW Alaska,he flew into a complete whiteout fog bank, and crashed into a 3000′ mountain.
    Both he and the Racer were killed as was several dogs.
    The handler survived sitting in the far back,with a few broken bones.
    Donald E.Kelley was only 54 years old,would be 98 today,born in 1928,he did a lot of living in those years.
    It was just his time for his final flight,on April 7,1983.
    May he rest in peace in the clouds for eternity,his work among them is finished.

    Tom Harmon.
    St.Helen,Mich
    USAF 1962-68
    Crew Chief F-104 Starfighter
    319th Fighter Interceptor Sq
    HAFB FL,Cuban Crisis


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