FAIP Mafia: The Next Generation
Me with the Spranger boys. The Ninja Turtle sippy bottle on the right side of the picture was mine.
At the end of the first chapter of IF YOU AIN'T A PILOT, Doley reflects on the FAIP Mafia Party of the previous night and our impending Assignment Night at the end of the following week. "In three years, we'll be running it," he said. It didn't take that long.
Upon returning to Columbus as a FAIP, I moved into the Steens Sports Mecca with Pat and Brian. Brian was a Dagger FAIP. Pat's older brother was my T-37 IP in Dagger.
Two favorite FAIP Mafia Party games: The dizzy relay race and drinking cold beer.