After you’ve been here a long time or if you die here (neither of which I’ve done yet) they tend to name some geographical feature after you. When I answered the phone in the tower yesterday I realized they already had named something for me. The airport I’m working at is called Williams Field so now when I answer the phone (yes you know where this is going) I say “Williams Tower, William speaking”. Sometimes it’s the little things in life that make you smile.

The weather the last two days has been really nice, warm (40F) sunny and light wind. I think I shall take a little walk this afternoon.

Last night in the tower I watched the C-17 land at the airport it uses about eight miles from MY airport. After he landed ice fog formed over McMurdo Sound where the ice breaker had broken the ice and just stayed there right over the C-17. It looked a lot like the marine layer that rolls in on San Francisco. The fog nested directly over the C-17 for the next two hours. They couldn’t see their hands in front of their faces there but it was absolutely clear everywhere else within 100 miles. The fog was reminiscent of something you would see in a horror film just before someone disappears. I was watching closely to make sure the C-17 didn’t disappear. Unfortunately my shift ended before he left. I sure hope he made it.