The very best C-130 pilot I ever flew with... And what couldn't be made any better as a pilot was equally complimented by a great personality and true character. We spent alot of time together while in the 50th at Little Rock. Lunchtime at the gym, or flying the local routes at the Rock, TDYs to Pope, and deployments to the desert, but no matter the geographic location Stan Masters was always a solid, reliable, caring and fair man. He was a mentor to so many of us just a little younger, and in his "big brother" manner, he led us all to be better than we were. I laugh when I think about the fear and surprise he could create on the faces of young co-pilots when flying low-level routes across Arkansas... He was deadly with a stop watch and a compass... And then "Mamma" got him a watch which he applied to the same task, once again with supreme accuracy. Our paths diverted after Little Rock, and I've been singing his praises for years. I'm still in the Herk, but I can promise you there is no one flying that machine today who could do what Stan could do. My thoughts and prayers are for all of you, the family he loved soo very much. God bless and care for you. I pray you might also be comforted some as you read through these notes left by soo many... Thanks for sharing Stan with the world. We're all better for it.