My first day on the position as a brand new Air Traffic Controller, I was in the data position of the Brooke/Patuxent High Altitude Sector when we hear this call over guard, "mayday, mayday, mayday, midair, midair, midair", then silence. Next we heard, "Washington Center, Teakettle one, one, six, we are a Navy helo over the bay and we have parachutes and debris coming down through the overcast".
We later learned that two F8s were maneuvering over the bay in the Restricted Area and had suffered a mid air collision. One pilot ejected and was fished out of the water, but the other went in with the aircraft and was killed. The second chute seen was a drogue from the damaged AC.
They were both out of Andrews AFB, or as it's now called Joint Base Andrews. They were DC Air Guard pilots.
Some time later I visited them at ADW and sat in a photo recon bird. I was impressed with how small the cockpit was. I always have liked the F8. "The Last Gunfighter".
Some things one never forgets. Almost like some of the radio traffic I heard in VN.
