Coors

When I first started flying for a living I was a new Co-pilot on a 1121 Jet Commander. That was a fairly new airplane in those times so we would go to Oklahoma City for major maintaince. When it was time to go back to South Carolina, line service would see to it that we had Coors. We could fit 38 cases into the back unpressureized baggage compartment of the Jet Commander. After a 50 minute flight in sub zero temps,it was just right when we landed back home. That Coors lasted several months or so, than it was time to go for more maintaince. Later, I moved on to a job as a Captain on my own so they got a new Co-Pilot. Next trip the Airport Police cought the crew unloading all that Coors. There was some ugly legal action tell it all cooled off. I never got into trouble but I did find out that the Government did not like our beer running activities. David
 
James Brown had a Jet Commander. I was a dispatcher with Butler Aviation at MDW when he arrived one night in the early 70s. His entourage was interesting.
 
We used to crew for other owners of Jet Commanders. I flew James Brown probably a ten trips or so. When we reached our destination we cleaned up the aircraft before we left the airport. On most every trip with Mr. Brown we would find a pile of chicken bones behind his seat. He would bring his KFC with him when he left to go on a trip with us. Sometime during the trip he would eat his lunch and throw the bones behind the set. I cleaned up chicken bones eight or ten times. I remember his airplane like it was yesterday. It was solid black with a black power fist in green dayglo on the nose gear door. We had a pilot crew exchange for vecations and if somebody got sick. One of the other airplanes I flew a lot was with George Stinebrenner. I exchange crewed about twenty airplanes but I would have to go back into the old log books to find the serial and N numbers. David
 
I first had Coors when we floated the Colorado through the Grand Canyon, Then while I was at Ft. Huachuca and some while in Montana in 1973. Seems like I always enjoyed it in arid areas and those with some elevation. Not so much otherwise. Happy's Bar in Whitehall MT had Lucky Lager and Great Falls on tap in 1973. When you bought one they threw in a shot of burbon with the first of the day. That seems like a civil end to a hot day. I seem to remember Coors came in a 10.5 OZ bottle in some areas, was that due to local laws?
 
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