Joyanna Adams

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Nobody’s Email: Pilot Penny on 9/11

Nobody Gets Email:

Most Americans were shocked, that on 9/11 we had absolutely no American jets protecting the airspace over Manhattan. I don’t know if this is a true story, but it sounds true to me. Nobody also wonders: Are they protecting our airspace now? Does ANYBODY know? And why hasn’t Hillary Clinton, the great feminist given praise to Penny? Or Obama? Or does Penny wish to remain…just one of the guys? (I’m going with the latter.)

(Thanks to JR)


The events of Sept. 11, 2001, put an F-16 pilot into the sky with orders to bring down United Flight 93

Late in the morning of the Tuesday that changed everything, Lt. Heather “Lucky” Penney had her hand on the throttle of an F-16 and she had her orders: Bring down United Airlines Flight 93. The day’s fourth hijacked airliner seemed to be hurtling toward Washington. Penney, one of the first two combat pilots in the air that morning, was told to stop it.Jet Pilot

The one thing she didn’t have as she roared into the crystalline sky was live ammunition. Or missiles. Or anything at all to throw at a hostile aircraft.Except her own plane. So that was the plan.Because the surprise attacks were unfolding, in that innocent age, faster than they could arm war planes, Penney and her commanding officer went up to fly their jets straight into a Boeing 757. “We wouldn’t be shooting it down. We’d be ramming the aircraft,” Penney recalls of her charge that day. “I would essentially be a kamikaze pilot.”

For years, Penney, one of the first generation of female combat pilots in the country, gave no interviews about her experiences on Sept. 11, (which included, eventually, escorting Air Force One back into Washington’s suddenly highly restricted airspace). But 10 years later, she is reflecting on one of the lesser-told tales of that endlessly examined morning: how the first counterpunch the U.S. Military prepared to throw at the attackers was effectively a suicide mission.

“We had to protect the airspace any way we could,” she said last week in her office at Lockheed Martin, where she is a director in the F-35 program.

Penney, now a major but still a petite blonde with a Colgate grin, is no longer a combat flier. She flew two tours in Iraq and she serves as a part-time National Guard pilot, mostly hauling VIPs around in a military Gulfstream. She takes the stick of her own vintage 1941 Taylorcraft tail-dragger whenever she can. But none of her thousands of hours in the air quite compare with the urgent rush of launching on what was supposed to be a one-way flight to a midair collision.

First of her kind

She was a rookie in the autumn of 2001, the first female F-16 pilot they’d ever had at the 121st Fighter Squadron of the D.C. Air National Guard. She had grown up smelling jet fuel. Her father flew jets in Vietnam and still races them. Penney got her pilot’s license when she was a literature major at Purdue. She planned to be a teacher. But during a graduate program in American studies, Congress opened up combat aviation to women and Penney was nearly first in line.

“I signed up immediately,” she says. “I wanted to be a fighter pilot like my dad.”

On that Tuesday, they had just finished two weeks of air combat training in Nevada. They were sitting around a briefing table when someone looked in to say a plane had hit the World Trade Center in New York. When it happened once, they assumed it was some yahoo in a Cessna. When it happened again, they knew it was war.

But the surprise was complete. In the monumental confusion of those first hours, it was impossible to get clear orders. Nothing was ready. The jets were still equipped with dummy bullets from the training mission.

As remarkable as it seems now, there were no armed aircraft standing by and no system in place to scramble them over Washington. Before that morning, all eyes were looking outward, still scanning the old Cold War threat paths for planes and missiles coming over the polar ice cap.

“There was no perceived threat at the time, especially one coming from the homeland like that,” says Col. George Degnon, vice commander of the 113th Wing at Andrews. “It was a little bit of a helpless feeling, but we did everything humanly possible to get the aircraft armed and in the air. It was amazing to see people react.”

Things are different today, ­Degnon says. At least two “hot-cocked” planes are ready at all times, their pilots never more than yards from the cockpit.F 16

A third plane hit the Pentagon, and almost at once came word that a fourth plane could be on the way, maybe more. The jets would be armed within an hour, but somebody had to fly now, weapons or no weapons.

“Lucky, you’re coming with me,” barked Col. Marc Sasseville.

They were gearing up in the pre-flight life-support area when Sasseville, struggling into his flight suit, met her eye.

“I’m going to go for the cockpit,” Sasseville said.

She replied without hesitating.

“I’ll take the tail.”

It was a plan. And a pact.

‘Let’s go!’

Penney had never scrambled a jet before. Normally the pre-flight is a half-hour or so of methodical checks. She automatically started going down the list.

“Lucky, what are you doing? Get your butt up there and let’s go!” Sasseville shouted.

She climbed in, rushed to power up the engine, screamed for her ground crew to pull the chocks. The crew chief still had his headphones plugged into the fuselage as she nudged the throttle forward. He ran along pulling safety pins from the jet as it moved forward.

She muttered a fighter pilot’s prayer — “God, don’t let me [expletive] up” — and followed Sasse­ville into the sky.

They screamed over the smoldering Pentagon, heading northwest at more than 400 mph, flying low and scanning the clear horizon. Her commander had time to think about the best place to hit the enemy.

“We don’t train to bring down airliners,” said Sasseville, now stationed at the Pentagon. “If you just hit the engine, it could still glide and you could guide it to a target. My thought was the cockpit or the wing.”

He also thought about his ejection seat. Would there be an instant just before impact?

“I was hoping to do both at the same time,” he says. “It probably wasn’t going to work, but that’s what I was hoping.”

Penney worried about missing the target if she tried to bail out.

“If you eject and your jet soars through without impact . . .” she trails off, the thought of failing more dreadful than the thought of dying.

But she didn’t have to die. She didn’t have to knock down an airliner full of kids and salesmen and girlfriends. They did that themselves.

It would be hours before Penney and Sasseville learned that United 93 had already gone down in Pennsylvania, an insurrection by hostages willing to do just what the two Guard pilots had been willing to do: Anything. And everything.

“The real heroes are the passengers on Flight 93 who were willing to sacrifice themselves,” Penney says. “I was just an accidental witness to history.”

She and Sasseville flew the rest of the day, clearing the airspace, escorting the president, looking down onto a city that would soon be sending them to war.

She’s a single mom of two girls now. She still loves to fly. And she still thinks often of that extraordinary ride down the runway a decade ago.

“I genuinely believed that was going to be the last time I took off,” she says. “If we did it right, this would be it.”


July 13, 2013 - Posted by | American History, Uncategorized | ,


  1. It is scarcely credible.

    Where was the QRA?

    The RAF has had QRA (Quick Reaction Alert) aircraft sitting beside the runway since the early 1960’s. Armed and fuelled, they can be airborne in three minutes MAX. That’s from the hooter. These days they are in hardened shelters but back then they were just sitting in the open with pilots ready suited-up sitting in a small hut nearby playing cards and drinking tea (pilot fuel). Many are the chaps who dumped pilot fuel running to the planes. :).

    From the hooter to 20,000 ft in five minutes.

    When the Lightnings came in, it was Hooter to 50,000 in four minutes.

    I can recall the hoots of laughter from RAF pilots in Singapore back in the mid-60’s when the Fleet Air Arm guys were on-shore. The Navy took over the QRA duties for a few weeks with their Sea Vixens. It took 6 minutes to start the first engine, wind it up and cross-feed to start up the second ‘donk’. The Navy’s red faces were not caused by salty wind.

    I find it incredible that the USAF (for whom I have great admiration) would send an inexperienced female pilot up on a Mission, unarmed, against even a small puppy. So, in keeping with an eye for easy calumny, I think this particular tale needs corroboration. You did well to query it at the start – ” I don’t know if this is a true story, but it sounds true to me” – you said. It does not ring true to me. My question would be, ‘Was the CO sacked’?

    On the other hand, cock-ups happen. Back in the late 60’s the American Government asked the RAF to ‘test’ the US Continental Radar defences by sending a Vulcan or three across the pond undetected. Three did – undetected. Someone phoned the police seeing them flying overhead at Low level. The local cops informed the Air National Guard which had not even been told that an incursion exercise had been planned, and tragically one aircraft was shot down over Maryland . They didn’t even recognise the most famous allied aircraft of the time. No blank bullets back then.


    Comment by Amfortas | July 14, 2013 | Reply

    • And THAT’s why conspiracy theories abound. There were so many things that didn’t make sense on that day, it’s would be impossible to say that nobody knew. And I never brought the line that Dr. Rice never even imagined such an attack when she had at least 7 FBI reports telling here exactly what was going on.  When trillions of dollars are in the play, it’s hard to trust anyone in our government anymore. Nevertheless, we will never know WTF our National Guard was doing.

      Joyanna Adams



      Comment by joyannaadams | July 14, 2013 | Reply

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