I remember a fly in we did to mootwingie somewhere north of broken hill in the early days. All jacks planes went. We found out that there was no beer there. Jack couldn't hack the idea of not having several beers that night so he flew into broken hill in FLG with a broken tacho and all to get some beer for all of us. The next time we seen jack was on the next day when we arrived back in mia. He had one real bad hangover and we had nothing to drink. Fond memories of jack and more to come.
