“You guys are almost human. When did that happen?” Ivy teased the Air Force crew and it earned her a laugh and some flak about being a toy soldier. They had an entire habitat on the upper deck. It stretched from the wings forward with no access to the aft passenger cabin except through the big cargo bay down below.
It began just forward of the wings where there was a seven-seat area for military couriers who couldn’t risk mixing with the general population of mere soldiers. A small living and bunk area for the relief crew. Typically they were aboard only for long missions—since with midair refueling the C-5s could span the globe. But carrying the President’s motorcade and helicopters, they wanted to be prepared for everything, and an entire second crew was along even for the short flight
