Bobby H. Russell
Retired: 1 April 1984

Wife: Lorraine
Children: Randal, Darryl, Alan
Grandchildren: Erika, Ian
Jobs / Assignments
1961 Lackland AFB, TX Officer Candidate School
1961 Amarillo AFB, TX Supply Officer ’ s School
1961-63 McGuire AFB, NJ Supply Staff Officer,1611th MAW (MAC)
1963-66 RAF Prestwick, Scotland Base Supply Officer, 1631 st ABG (MAC)
1966 Maxwell AFB, AL Squadron Officer ’ s School
1966-69 Scott AFB, IL Supply Staff Officer, Hq Military Airlift Command
1969-71 Lajes Field, Azores Chief of Supply, 1605 th ABG (MAC)
1971-72 Seoul, Korea Logistics Staff Office,r J-4 Div, Hq UNC
1972-73 Maxwell AFB, AL Air Command and Staff College
1973-74 Chanute AFB, IL Aircraft Maintenance Officer ’ s School
1974-77 Griffiss AFB, NY Maintenance Supervisor, 416 th FMS (SAC); Commander
1977-80 RAF Mildenhall, UK Director Materiel, 306 th SW (SAC)
1980-82 Beale AFB, CA Commander, 9 th FMS (SAC)
1982084 Offutt AFB, Ne Aircraft Maintenance Div Chief, Inspector Genera l(SAC)
1 Apr 1984 Retired, USAF, Colonel
1984-87 Bellevue, NE Self Employed, Financial Planning and Trucking
1988-95 Lincoln, NE Director Aircraft Services, Duncan Aviation
1995-98 Hurst, TX Program Manager, Flight Safety International
1998-2000 Long Beach, CA Operations Manager, Gulfstream Aircraft Service Center
2000-2001Retired – Bonaire GA
2001-2004 Retired – Haslet TX


July 1973 Bachelor of Science (History), Troy State University, Troy, Alabama
June 1980 Master of Science (Aviation Management), Embry-Riddle University, Daytona Beach, FL

Bobby Remembers . . . The Commissioning ceremony was my most memorable OCS moment. However, on my first entry into the 4 th Squadron dormitory, I was snared by an Element Leader who knew me as a cop at our old base. He wasn ’ t fond of cops and proceeded to insure that my OCS experience got off to a “ good start. ” He and his classmates gnawed on me there, it seemed, forever. That foyer seemed like my personal mine field. As they chewed on me, everything around me went into slow motion, which I now understand a shift into an intense state of situational awareness, i.e., they had my attention. Although my pulse was probably about 160, I felt like I had all the time in the world to deal with these guys, and also tune into other things going on in the room. I became aware of another new OC who was headed in the wrong direction and drawing lots of attention. Seems he ’ d been upstairs about 15 minutes when he decided OCS was not for him. It was a strange experience dealing with my own situation as though I was detached from it, and at the same time, think about this guy who got to OCS so ill prepared to succeed. That was the first, but not the last time I would experience that intense state of situational awareness. As for the OC who had SIEed, I never heard who he was or why he quit, but I sure appreciated his few minutes in OCS. The diversion he created allowed me to get out of that damn foyer.